Play Is Experimenting With Chance.

Life Is The Beginning Of Death. Life Is For The Sake Of Death. Death Is At Once The End And The Beginning—at Once Separation And Closer Union Of The Self. Through Death The Reduction Is Complete.

Philosophy Can Bake No Bread; But She Can Procure For Us God, Freedom, Immortality. Which, Then, Is More Practical, Philosophy Or Economy?

The Art Of Writing Books Is Not Yet Invented. But It Is At The Point Of Being Invented. Fragments Of This Nature Are Literary Seeds. There May Be Many An Infertile Grain Among Them: Nevertheless, If Only Some Come Up!

Nothing Is More Indispensable To True Religiosity Than A Mediator That Links Us With Divinity.

When One Begins To Reflect On Philosophy—then Philosophy Seems To Us To Be Everything, Like God, And Love. It Is A Mystical, Highly Potent, Penetrating Idea—which Ceaselessly Drives Us Inward In All Directions. The Decision To Do Philosophy—to Seek Philosophy Is The Act Of Self-liberation—the Thrust Toward Ourselves.