Every relationship of man to the infinite is religion, namely of a man in the full abundance of his humanity. Whenever a mathematician calculates infinity, that, to be sure, is not religion. Infinity conceived in this abundance is the Godhead.

The naive is what is or appears to be natural, individual, or classical to the point of irony or to the point of continuous alternation of self-creation and self-destruction. If it is only instinct, then it is childlike, childish, or silly; if it is only intention, it becomes affectation.

Strictly speaking, the idea of a scientific poem is probably as nonsensical as that of a poetic science.

It is peculiar to mankind to transcend mankind.

What is called good society is usually nothing but a mosaic of polished caricatures.

Philosophy still moves too much straight ahead, and is not yet cyclical enough.

Every relationship of man to the infinite is religion, namely of a man in the full abundance of his humanity. Whenever a mathematician calculates infinity, that, to be sure, is not religion. Infinity conceived in this abundance is the Godhead.