We Make A Space Inside

The Human Being Is Not The Lord Of Beings, But The Shepherd Of Being.

We Still By No Means Think Decisively Enough About The Essence Of Action.

Time Is Not A Thing, Thus Nothing Which Is, And Yet It Remains Constant In Its Passing Away Without Being Something Temporal Like The Beings In Time.

We Do Not Say: Being Is, Time Is, But Rather: There Is Being And There Is Time.

The Relation Of Feeling Toward Art And Its Bringing-forth Can Be One Of Production Or One Of Reception And Enjoyment.