The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.

A thing which is present can be invisible, hidden by what it shows

An object is not so attached to its name that we cannot find another one that would suit it better.

We must not fear daylight just because it almost always illuminates a miserable world.

The feeling we experience while we look at a picture is not to be distinguished from the picture or from ourselves. the feeling, picture, and ourselves are united in one mystery.

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. There is an interest in that which is hidden and which the visible does not show us. This interest can take the form of a quite intense feeling, a sort of conflict, one might say, between the visible that is hidden and the visible that is present.

Do not accept any explanation of the world either through chance or determinism. You are not responsible for your belief. It is not even you who decides that you are not responsible - and so on to infinity. You are not obliged to believe. There is no point of departure.