In time history must become a fairy tale—it will become again what it was in the beginning.

The celestial machine is to be likened not to a divine organism but rather to a clockwork.

There is no work of human hands which time does not wear away and reduce to dust.

If both what is before and what is after are in this same “now,” things which happened ten thousand years ago would be simultaneous with what has happened today, and nothing would be before or after anything else.

Time’s violence rends the soul; by the rent eternity enters.