Once the last trace of emotion has been eradicated, nothing remains of thought but absolute tautology.
Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.
The sublime is only a step removed from the ridiculous.
Talent is perhaps nothing other than successfully sublimated rage.
Art as a whole is a riddle. Another way of putting this is to say that art expresses something while at the same time hiding it.
Advice to intellectuals: let no-one represent you.