When one begins to reflect on philosophy—then philosophy seems to us to be everything, like God, and love. It is a mystical, highly potent, penetrating idea—which ceaselessly drives us inward in all directions. The decision to do philosophy—to seek philosophy is the act of self-liberation—the thrust toward ourselves.

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

The individual soul should seek for an intimate union with the soul of the universe.

The highest purpose of intellectual cultivation is to give a man a perfect knowledge and mastery of his own inner self.

Where are we really going? Always home.

All power appears only in transition. Permanent power is stuff.

The true Poet is all-knowing; he is an actual world in miniature.