value exists only where there is consciousness. Where nothing ever is felt, nothing matters.

The limits of thought are not so much set from outside, by the fullness or poverty of experiences that meet the mind, as from within, by the power of conception, the wealth of formulative notions with which the mind meets experiences.

The first impression of a work of art is its otherness from reality.

The high intellectual value of images, however, lies in the fact that they usually, and perhaps always, fit more than one actual experience.

The Past, being in the mode of memory, is closed, inalienable, and irreparable.

Art is just as comprehensible as science, but in its own terms.

Most new discoveries are suddenly-seen things that were always there. A new idea is a light that illuminates presences which simply had no form before the light fell on them.