The thought is not something that observes an inner event, but, rather it is this inner event itself. We do not reflect on something, but, rather, something thinks itself in us.

... the structure of a page of good prose is, analyzed logically, not something frozen but the vibrating of a bridge, which changes with every step one takes on it.

... the novel is called upon like no other art form to incorporate the intellectual content of an age.

[...] a number of flawed individuals can often add up to a brilliant social unit.

A man who wants the truth becomes a scientist; a man who wants to give free play to his subjectivity may become a writer; but what should a man do who wants something in between?

Ideology is: intellectual ordering of the feelings; an objective connection among them that makes the subjective connection easier.

What is the use of good painting? We want a spell cast upon the optical part of our existence! We seldom really see the world, but when we do, we become as still as a picture.