Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.
But he who dies in despair has lived his whole life in vain.
He who matures early lives in anticipation.
History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.
The poor are prevented from thinking by the discipline of others, the rich by their own.
He who has loved and who betrays love does harm not only to the image of the past, but to the past itself.