Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death.

Belief in the causal nexus is superstition.

Is my understanding only blindness to my own lack of understanding? It often seems so to me.

I am my world.

One often makes a remark and only later sees how true it is.

The aspects of things that are most important for us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity. (One is unable to notice something because it is always before one’s eyes.) The real foundations of his enquiry do not strike a man at all

If anyone is unwilling to descend into himself, because this is too painful, he will remain superficial in his writing. . . If I perform to myself, then it’s this that the style expresses. And then the style cannot be my own. If you are unwilling to know what you are, your writing is a form of deceit.