Man exists, turns up, appears on the scene and only afterwards, defines himself

We do not judge the people we love.

One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.

She smiled and said with an ecstatic air: "It shines like a little diamond", "What does?" "This moment. It is round, it hangs in empty space like a little diamond; I am eternal.

No finite point has meaning without an infinite reference point.

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm.