While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one

There is an hour of the afternoon when the plain is on the verge of saying something. It never says, or perhaps it says it infinitely, or perhaps we do not understand it, or we understand it and it is untranslatable as music.

A writer should have another lifetime to see if he's appreciated.

It only takes two facing mirrors to build a labyrinth.

Lully's machine, Mill's fear and Lasswitz's chaotic library can be the subject of jokes, but they exaggerate a propensity which is common: making metaphysics and the arts into a kind of play with combinations.

We forget that we are all dead men conversing with dead men.

My father gave me free run of his library. When I think of my boyhood, I think in terms of the books I read.