Christianity has done its utmost to close the circle and declared even doubt to be sin. One is supposed to be cast into belief without reason, by a miracle, and from then on to swim in it as in the brightest and least ambiguous of elements: even a glance towards land, even the thought that one perhaps exists for something else as well as swimming, even the slightest impulse of our amphibious nature

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The great advantage in noble parentage is that enables one to endure poverty more easily.

...If I continued to harbour any hope for music it lay in the expectation that a musician might come who was sufficiently bold, subtle, malicious, southerly, superhealthy to confront that music and in an immortal fashion take revenge on it.

The Christian resolution to find the world ugly and bad has made the world ugly and bad.

How good music and bad reasons sound when one marches against an enemy.

Loneliness is one thing, solitude another.