He Who Seeks Does Not Find, But

I Think We Ought To Read Only The Kind Of Books That Wound And Stab Us. If The Book We Are Reading Doesn't Wake Us Up With A Blow On The Head, What Are We Reading It For?

I'm Thinking Only Of My Illness And My Health, Though Both, The First As Well As The Second, Are You.

But Eternity Is Not Temporality At A Standstill. What Is Oppressive About The Concept Of The Eternal Is The Justification, Incomprehensible To Us, That Time Must Undergo In Eternity And The Logical Conclusion Of That, The Justification Of Ourselves As We Are.

Writing Means Revealing Oneself To Excess.

All Language Is But A Poor Translation.