Do you know the terror of he who falls asleep? To the very toes he is terrified, because the ground gives way under him, and the dream begins.

The philosopher believes that the value of his philosophy lies in the whole, in the building: posterity discovers it in the bricks with which he built and which are then often used again for better building: in the fact, that is to say, that building can be destroyed and nonetheless possess value as material.

And so while dreams are the individual man's play with reality, the sculptor's art is (in a broader sense) the play with dreams.

There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.

This I know - that I know nothing.

I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth.