Man dies constantly until the moment of his demise.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERMan dies constantly until the moment of his demise.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERWe are too late for the gods and too early for Being.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERWhy 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.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERPoetically dwells man upon this earth.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERLet himself be drawn hither by the coercion of the phenomena themselves.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERThe god wholly other than past ones and especially other than the Christian one.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERBecause it is more essential, and older, the destiny of Being is less familiar than the lack of God.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERNo historical movement can leap outside of history and start from scratch.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERWhy are there beings at all, instead of Nothing?
MARTIN HEIDEGGERNature has no history.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERThe divinity of the gods must first eventuate before a god appears and before the naming word, which names “the gods”, can be heard.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERLonging is the agony of the nearness of the distant.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERTell me how you read and I’ll tell you who you are.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERTechnology is therefore no mere means. Technology is a way of revealing.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERTo be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods. This is why the poet in the time of the world’s night utters the holy.
MARTIN HEIDEGGERIf I take death into my life, acknowledge it, and face it squarely, I will free myself from the anxiety of death and the pettiness of life – and only then will I be free to become myself.
MARTIN HEIDEGGER