Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away. – Walter Benjamin
The art of storytelling is reaching its end because the epic side of truth, wisdom, is dying out. – Walter Benjamin
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope. – Walter Benjamin
Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance. – Walter Benjamin
Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night: restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans. – William Blake