To Dwell Is To Garden.

Only A God Can Save Us.

In The Work Of Art The Truth Of An Entity Has Set Itself To Work. ‘to Set’ Means Here: To Bring To A Stand. Some Particular Entity, A Pair Of Peasant Shoes, Comes In The Work To Stand In The Light Of Its Being. The Being Of The Being Comes Into The Steadiness Of Its Shining. The Nature Of Art Would Then Be This: The Truth Of Being Setting Itself To Work.

Profound Boredom, Drifting Here And There In The Abysses Of Our Existence Like A Muffling Fog, Removes All Things And Men And Oneself Along With It Into A Remarkable Indifference. This Boredom Reveals Being As A Whole.

The Average, Vague Understanding Of Being Can Be Permeated By Traditional Theories And Opinions About Being In Such A Way That These Theories, As The Sources Of The Prevailing Understanding, Remain Hidden.

To Think Is To Confine Yourself To A Single Thought That One Day Stands Still Like A Star In The World's Sky.