Our faith in others betrays that we would rather have faith in ourselves. Our longing for a friend is our betrayer. And often with our love we want merely to overcome envy. And often we attack and make ourselves enemies, to conceal that we are vulnerable.

And this do I call immaculate perception of all things: to want nothing else from them, but to be allowed to lie before them as a mirror with a hundred facets.

Whoever has provoked men to rage against him has always gained a party in his favor, too.

We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are.

Art is the proper task of life.

"Belief in the truth commences with the doubting of all those "truths" we once believed."

[Heraclitus] concluded that coming-to-be itself could not be anything evil or unjust.