“One puts to one’s lips what drives one faster into the abyss”.”

“And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”

“If you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you?”

“When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.”

“When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.”

“But an essentially mechanical world would be an essentially meaningless world! Suppose that one assessed the value of a piece of music according to how much of it could be counted, calculated, put into formulas; how absurd such a 'scientific' assessment of music would be! What would one have comprehended, understood, known about it? Nothing, absolutely nothing of what is really 'music' in it!”

“When one has much to put in them, a day has a thousand pockets.”