Is the earth in our head? Or do we stand on the earth?

Celebration... is self restraint, is attentiveness, is questioning, is meditating, is awaiting, is the step over into the more wakeful glimpse of the wonder - the wonder that a world is worlding around us at all, that there are beings rather than nothing, that things are and we ourselves are in their midst, that we ourselves are and yet barely know who we are, and barely know that we do not know all this.

Temporality temporalizes as a future which makes present in the process of having been.

I take great pleasure, every day, in seeing my work deeply rooted in our native soil.

A giving which gives only its gift, but in the giving holds itself back and withdraws, such a giving we call sending.

The word "art" does not designate the concept of a mere eventuality; it is a concept of rank.

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.