Reality is captured in the categorical nets of Language only at the expense of fatal distortion.

Along the journey we commonly forget its goal. Almost every vocation is chosen and entered upon as a means to a purpose but is ultimately continued as a final purpose in itself. Forgetting our objectives is the most frequent stupidity in which we indulge ourselves.

Reason is the cause of our falsification of the evidence of the senses. In so far as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie.

The good-they cannot create; they are always the beginning of the end.

the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls

...one can speak with the utmost clearness, and yet not be heard by anyone.

Everyone who enjoys supposes that the tree was concerned with the fruit, but it was really concerned with the seed. -In this lies the difference between all those who create and those who enjoy.