The possible ranks higher than the actual.

But every historical statement and legitimization itself moves within a certain relation to history.

How one encounters reality is a choice.

Making itself intelligible is suicide for philosophy.

In no way can it be uttered, as can other things, which one can learn. Rather, from out of a full, co-existential dwelling with the thing itself - as when a spark, leaping from the fire, flares into light - so it happens, suddenly, in the soul, there to grow, alone with itself.

Time-space as commonly understood, in the sense of the distance measured between two time-points, is the result of time calculation.

Why are there beings at all, instead of Nothing?