“Only he who already understands can listen.”

A resounding of the authentic word can arise only from silence.

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.