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Novalis

He who hears butterflies laugh knows what clouds taste of He will discover the night in the moonlight, unhindered by fear. He will become the plant, if he wishes, the animal, the fool, the sage He will travel the universe within one hour. He knows that he knows nothing, like all the others, too. Only… Continue reading Novalis

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Hermann Hesse

Deeply, he felt the love for the run-away in his heart, like a wound, and he felt at the same time that this wound had not been given to him in order to turn the knife in it, that it had to become a blossom and had to shine. , the wound was not blossoming… Continue reading Hermann Hesse

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Rainer Maria Rilke

The deep parts of my life pour onward, as if the river shores were opening out. It seems that things are more like me now, that I can see farther into paintings. I feel closer to what language can’t reach. With my sense, as with birds, I climb into the windy heaven, out of the… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke

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Martin Heidegger

To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like a star in the world’s sky. — Martin Heidegger, “The Thinker As Poet,” Poetry, Language, Thought. (Harper Perennial Modern Classics; Later Printing Used edition, December 3, 2013)

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Franz Kafka

By the way, do you know the joys of being alone, walking alone, lying in the sun alone? Which doesn’t mean I have anything against doing things in twos, and not much against doing them in threes. But what a joy it is for the tormented, for heart and head! Do you know what I… Continue reading Franz Kafka

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