“The question of existence never gets straightened out except through existing itself.”

The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.

Why is love beyond all measure of other human possibilities so rich and such a sweet burden for the one who has been struck by it? Because we change ourselves into that which we love, and yet remain ourselves.

The poets are in the vanguard of a changed conception of Being.

The human being is not the lord of beings, but the shepherd of Being.

He who thinks great thoughts often makes great errors.

There is no such thing as an empty word, only one that is worn out yet remains full.

No historical movement can leap outside of history and start from scratch.

All questions that do justice to the subject are themselves bridges to their own answering.

Being is essentially different from a being, from beings.

The meeting of the solitary ones can happen only in solitude.

Expelled from the truth of Being, man everywhere circles around himself as the animal rationale.

Mere anxiety is the source of everything.

The god wholly other than past ones and especially other than the Christian one.

On this “way,” if to keep falling down and getting up can be called a way.

Immersing ourselves in art and the immeasurable through being allows us a more truthful experience of the world.

Every man is born as many men and dies as a single one.

One must give value to their existence by behaving as if ones very existence were a work of art.

He who denies the existence of God, has some reason for wishing that God did not exist.

The past is no more; the future not yet. Nothing exists except the here and now. Our grand business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at our hands.

If heaven exists, to know that there’s laughs, that would be a great thing.

Reason has always existed, but not always in a reasonable form.

Men make their own history, but they do not make it as they please; they do not make it under self-selected circumstances, but under circumstances existing already, given and transmitted from the past.

For women, then, poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence.

You must accept the fact that there is no help but self-help. I cannot tell you how to gain freedom since freedom exists within you.