There are moments in life when time and space are more profound, and the awareness of existence immeasurably increased.
All our dignity consists, then, in thought. By it we must elevate ourselves, and not by space and time which we cannot fill. Let us endeavour then to think well; this is the principle of morality.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
An infinity of passion can be contained in one minute, like a crowd in a small space.
Poetry is the universal art of the spirit which has become free in itself and which is not tied down for its realization to external sensuous material; instead, it launches out exclusively in the inner space and the inner time of ideas and feelings.
The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.
Time, matter, space — all, it may be, are no more than a point.
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The infinitely smallest part of space is always a space, something endowed with continuity, not at all a mere point or the boundary between specified places in space.
The separation of history from geography rests upon the separation of time from space.
Light had its allotted time; but timeless and infinite is the reign of the night − the duration of sleep eternal.
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