The meaning lies in the appropriation.

Irony is a disciplinarian feared only by those who do not know it, but cherished by those who do. He who does not understand irony and has no ear for its whispering lacks of what might called the absolute beginning of the personal life. He lacks what at moments is indispensable for the personal life, lacks both the regeneration and rejuvenation, the cleaning baptism of irony that redeems the soul from having its life in finitude though living boldly and energetically in finitude.

You live life looking forward, you understand life looking backward.

There are two kinds of geniuses. The characteristic of the one is roaring, but the lightning is meagre and rarely strikes; the other kind is characterized by reflection by which it constrains itself or restrains the roaring. But the lightning is all the more intense; with the speed and sureness of lightning it hits the selected particular points - and is fatal.

Trouble is the common denominator of living. It is the great equalizer.

Had I to carve an inscription on my tombstone I would ask for none other than "The Individual."

Man is spirit. But what is spirit? Spirit is the self. But what is the self? The self is a relation which relates itself to itself.