If the world is a precipitation of human nature, so to speak, then the divine world is a sublimation of the same. Both occur in one act. No precipitation without sublimation. What goes lost there in agility, is won here.
Learning is pleasurable but doing is the height of enjoyment.
Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.
We never completely comprehend ourselves, but we can do far more than comprehend.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
To know a truth well, one must have fought it out.