Everything the human being heard from the beginning, saw with its eyes, looked upon and touched with its hands was a living word; for God was the word.

Poetry is the mother-tongue of the human race.

Few authors understand themselves, and a proper reader must not only understand his author but also be able to see beyond him.

Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.

The product of paper and printed ink, that we commonly call the book, is one of the great visible mediators between spirit and time, and, reflecting zeitgeist, lasts as long as ore and stone.

Hence it happens that one takes words for concepts, and concepts for the things themselves

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies.