I have patience for centuries in me and will live as though my time were very big.
Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.
I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
Winning does not tempt that man. This is how he grows: by being defeated, decisively, by greater and greater beings.
To be here is immense.
The artist’s experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different forms of one and the same longing and bliss.
I believe that nothing that is real can pass away.
As the arrow endures the string, and in the gathering momentum becomes more than itself. Because to stay is to be nowhere.
A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development.
You must change your life.
No one can advise and help you, no one. There is only one way: go within.
Nearly everything that matters is a challenge, and everything matters.
Stand up during supper and walk outdoors, and keep on walking.
Go on loving what is good, simple, and ordinary.
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the motion of mortal hearts.
You must realise that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall.
Truly it is glorious, our being here.
We must assume our existence as broadly as we in any way can; everything, even the unheard – of, must be possible in it. This is at bottom the only courage that is demanded of us: to have courage for the most strange, the most inexplicable.
Painting is something that takes place among the colors.
If my devils are to leave me, I’m afraid my angels will take flight as well.