“Mind invented contradictions, invented names; it called some things beautiful, some ugly, some good, some bad. One part of life was love, another murder. How young, foolish, comical this mind was. One of its inventions was time. A subtle invention, a refined instrument for torturing the self even more keenly and making the world multiplex and difficult. For then man was separated from all he craved only by time, by time alone, this crazy invention! It was one of the props, one of the crutches that you had to let go, that one above all, if you wanted to be free.”

Hermann Hesse, Klein And Wagner, via Sunbeams (Page 48)