Questioning Is The Piety Of

Longing Is The Agony Of The Nearness Of The Distant.

We Name Time When We Say: Every Thing Has Its Time. This Means: Everything Which Actually Is, Every Being Comes And Goes At The Right Time And Remains For A Time During The Time Allotted To It. Every Thing Has Its Time.

We Should Live Totally In The Face Of The Night And Of The Evil.

Nevertheless, The Ultimate Business Of Philosophy Is To Preserve The Force Of The Most Elemental Words In Which Dasein Expresses Itself, And To Keep The Common Understanding From Levelling Them Off To That Unintelligibility Which Functions In Turn As A Source Of Pseudo-problems.

In The Work Of Art The Truth Of An Entity Has Set Itself To Work. ‘to Set’ Means Here: To Bring To A Stand. Some Particular Entity, A Pair Of Peasant Shoes, Comes In The Work To Stand In The Light Of Its Being. The Being Of The Being Comes Into The Steadiness Of Its Shining. The Nature Of Art Would Then Be This: The Truth Of Being Setting Itself To Work.