An Apology is never sufficient — A wound is not cured by the unbending of the bow.

Apology is, on some occasions, nothing but rudeness.

Apology is only egotism wrong side out.

An Apology only accounts for that which it does not alter.

The Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

Echo is being’s call of distress into the present.

Echo is that which, by exposing us to modernity’s deep distress, also launches the other beginning of philosophy.

Echo is the scream of forgotten being from amidst the reign of technology.

A Laugh is a yawn and a yawn is a laugh ratcheting at different speeds.

A Laugh is a smile that bursts.

A Laugh is a smile that can’t contain its enthusiasm.

A Laugh is a smile that burst

Music is the electrical soil in which the spirit lives, thinks and invents.

Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.

Music is geometry in time.

Music is a total excitement and a total discharge of the affects, but even so only the remnant of a much fuller world of expression of the affects, a mere residue of the Dionysian histrionicism.