And to imagine a language means to imagine a form of life.

Hell isn't other people. Hell is yourself.

My attitude towards him is an attitude towards a soul. I am not of the opinion that he has a soul. . . .

Words are probes. Some reach very deep, some only to a little depth.

It's impossible for me to say one word about all that music has meant to me in my life. How, then, can I hope to be understood?

He who lives in the present lives in eternity.

Hegel seems to me to be always wanting to say that things which look different are really the same. Whereas my interest is in showing that things which look the same are really different. I was thinking of using as a motto for my book a quotation from King Lear: 'I’ll teach you differences'. ... 'You’d be surprised' wouldn’t be a bad motto either.