God is a philosophical black hole-the point where reason breaks down.

At the heart of my metaphysic there is the ultimate question and at the heart of the universe there is the ultimate questioner.

Theists and atheists are equally religious.

Religions, themselves, are (intellectual) blasphemies.

An idealistic lover is a blind lover, and therefore a true lover; a pragmatic lover is a sighted lover, and therefore a false lover.

Moral certainty is intellectual immorality

My existence is such that "I" do not really exist. At the end of understanding so much I understand that I know nothing. I suffer for being surrounded by intense suffering and yet I'm deeply suspicious if first of all there is indeed any consciousness except me. I strive to find the artist who might have fathered this great universal art but feel myself to be too feeble to accomplish this seemingly unattainable mission. Yet I have every respect for life, and it is this sheer respect that makes me live.