“Blessed are the sleepy ones: for they shall soon nod off.”

“Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.... Through words and concepts we shall never reach beyond the wall off relations, to some sort of fabulous primal ground of things.”

“One ought to hold on to one's heart; for if one lets it go, one soon loses control of the head too.”

“One should part from life as Ulysses parted from Nausicaa-- blessing it rather than in love with it.”

“Out of love alone shall my despising and my warning bird fly up, not out of swamp. (...) Where one can no longer love, there one should pass by.”

“Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.”

“Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence.”