whatever is profound loves masks; what is most profound even hates image and parable.
Whatever has value in our world now does not have value in itself, according to its nature —nature is always value-less, but has been given value at some time, as a present—and it was we who gave and bestowed it.
When the centre of gravity of life is placed, not in life itself, but in the beyond—in nothingness—then one has taken away its centre of gravity altogether.
When I am all alone, I often, very often, say your name aloud…
When a woman has scholarly inclinations there is generally something wrong with her sexual nature.
When death brings at last the desired forgetfulness, it abolishes life and being together, and sets the seal on the knowledge that "being" is merely a continual "has been," a thing that lives by denying and destroying and contradicting itself.
When a human being resists his whole age and stops it at the gate to demand an accounting, this must have influence.