Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist

If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible. Humans hide their secrets too well....

Everyday objects shriek aloud.

What he imagines evokes nothing imaginary, it evokes the reality of the world that experience and reason treat in a confused manner.

Between words and objects one can create new relations and specify characteristics of language and objects generally ignored in everyday life.

Let a woman have her place, because as you provide foundation for her, she provides a foundation for you. And through that vulnerability comes strength.

Do not take someone's silence as his pride, perhaps he is busy fighting with his self.

The Word of God conceived in the heart, formed by the tongue, and spoken out of the mouth is creative power.

The dark night was the first book of poetry and the constellations were the poems.

Is there a mechanism of death, that so mutilates existence no one, gets over it not even the dead?

The smallest hair throws its shadow. [Ger., Das kleinste Harr wirft seinen Schatten.]

The fact is that I find more most men are more open, more generous, and much more stimulating than the majority of females I know.

When it comes down to pure ornamental cursing, the native American is gifted above the sons of men.

The problem with any ideology is that it gives you the answer before you examine the evidence.