At the end of time I want my art to stand up and my soul to bow down.
God may save all, but human rescue is only for a few.
There’s real evil, Mr Honey. Not that existential crap, either.
There was something heartbreakingly beautiful about the lights of distant ships, I thought. It was something that touched both on human achievement and the vastness against which those achievements seemed so frail. It was the...
love starts with a shake-upwithin whole existence .
You are the illusion. The person in the mirror is real.
We are all insects. Groping towards something terrible or divine-
against another’s great merits, there is no remedy but love.”― Max Scheler
Life has existential suffering; we become happy by caring.
Carry me like change in your pocket and spend me as you wish.