One is almost tempted to say that the language itself is a mythology deprived of its vitality, a bloodless mythology so to speak, which has only preserved in a formal and abstract form what mythology contains in living and concrete form.

Has creation a final purpose at all, and if so why is it not attained immediately, why does perfection not exist from the very beginning?

Nature is visible Spirit; Spirit is invisible Nature.

Only he who knows God is truly moral.

To achieve great things we must be self-confined...mastery is revealed in limitation.

Since it [architecture] is music in space, as it were a frozen music.

One is almost tempted to say that the language itself is a mythology deprived of its vitality, a bloodless mythology so to speak, which has only preserved in a formal and abstract form what mythology contains in living and concrete form.