Every man is born as many men and dies as a single one.
Everyone is the other and no one is himself.
Why are there beings at all, instead of Nothing?
The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.
Man acts as though he were the shaper and master of language, while in fact language remains the master of man.
Making itself intelligible is suicide for philosophy.
If I take death into my life, acknowledge it, and face it squarely, I will free myself from the anxiety of death and the pettiness of life – and only then will I be free to become myself.
Anyone can achieve their fullest potential, who we are might be predetermined, but the path we follow is always of our own choosing. We should never allow our fears or the expectations of others to set…
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