Man is free whenever he produces or manifests God, and through this he becomes immortal.

Philosophy is the true home of irony, which might be defined as logical beauty: for wherever men are philosophizing in spoken or written dialogues, and provided they are not entirely systematic, irony ought to be produced and postulated; even the Stoics regarded urbanity as a virtue.

One has only as much morality as one has philosophy and poetry.

In the ancients, one sees the accomplished letter of entire poetry: in the moderns, one has the presentiment of the spirit in becoming.

From what the moderns want, we must learn what poetry should become; from what the ancients did, what poetry must be.

All the great truths are basically trivial and so we have to find new ways, preferably paradoxical ways, of expressing them, in order to keep them from falling into oblivion.

When ideas become gods, consciousness of harmony becomes devotion, humility, and hope.