He who bears injustice alone is terrible to behold.

All things are subject to interpretation whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.

Glance into the world just as though time were gone: and everything crooked will become straight to you.

[Heraclitus speaks as if] in entrancement ... but [also] truthfully.

The form of a work of art, which gives speech to their thoughts and is, therefore, their mode of talking, is always somewhat uncertain, like all kinds of speech.

When you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.

...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.