“Everyone is the other and no one is himself.”

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.

Man stares at what the explosion of the atom bomb could bring with it. He does not see that the atom bomb and its explosion are the mere final emission of what has long since taken place, has already happened.

Being the rational animal, man must be capable of thinking if he really wants to. Still, it may be that man wants to think, but cannot.

I know that everything essential and great originated from the fact that the human being had a homeland and was rooted in tradition.

Only a god can save us.

We do not have any clear, common and simple relation to reality and to ourselves. That is the big problem of the Western world.

Only he who already understands can listen.

Language is the house of Being.

To dwell is to garden.

Although wisdom is built on life experiences, the mere accumulation of years guarantees nothing.

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

Your power exists within the pain you were asked to face.

Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.

I don’t believe in quotas. America was founded on a philosophy of individual rights, not group rights.

I wanna open every know of who “I should be” so I can elongate the rope, fly up higher and discover who I “could” be.

Where there is pride, there is a feeling of insult.

In a world of noise, confusion and conflict it is necessary that there be places of silence, inner discipline and peace. In such places love can blossom.