Life is the beginning of death. Life is for the sake of death. Death is at once the end and the beginning—at once separation and closer union of the self. Through death the reduction is complete.

Character and fate are two words for the same thing

Nature is a petrified magic city.

Doing philosophy is only a threefold or double kind of waking--being awake--consciousness.

What delights, what pleasures does your life offer you that outweigh the raptures of death?

Many things are too delicate to be thought; many more, to be spoken.

The brains -the thinking organs- are the world producers -nature's genitals.