God himself is permanently surprised. True art.
Every life is a divination.
Flaws must enter the composition like poisons in medicine.
To be free means to be free from opinions. To be sociable with the stars above.
Wisdom is a crisis.
Everything we experience is an answer.
We embrace the ocean when we drown.
Consolation: nature has no opinion of me.
Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.
Notes for a fragmentary novel entitled The Moment, linked at the top of the page.
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