We do not place especial value on the possession of a virtue until we notice its total absence in our opponent.

For it is only as an aesthetic phenomenon that existence and the world are eternally justified.

The flame is not as bright to itself as it is to those it illuminates: so too the sage.

The hour-hand of life.

The thought of suicide is a great source of comfort: with it a calm passage is to be made across many a bad night.

Death is close enough at hand so we do not need to be afraid of life.

...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.