Advice to intellectuals: let no-one represent you.

There is no love that is not an echo.

Truth is inseperable from the illusory belief that from the figures of the unreal one day, in spite of all, real deliverance will come.

Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.

There is no love that is not an echo.

Work while you work, play while you play - this is a basic rule of repressive self-discipline.