Herzog

But can thought wake you from the dream of existence? Not if it becomes a second realm of confusion, another more complicated dream, the dream of intellect, the delusion of total explanations.

I pretended not to understand. One of life's hardest jobs, to make a quick understanding slow.

Herzog was all too well aware of the layers upon layers of reality - loathsomeness, arrogance, deceit, and then - God help us all! - truth, as well.

Somewhere in every intellectual is a dumb prick. You guys can't answer your own questions...

I was in no mood for Joachim da Floris and the hidden destiny of Man. Nothing seemed especially hidden - it was all painfully clear.

He was a king, an emotional king, and the depth of his heart was his kingdom.

... she must have been past the point of irony.

... I was not off my rocker. Simply a reactive-depressive.

Dear Doktor Professor Heidegger, I should like to know what you mean by the expression "the fall into the quotidian". When did this fall occur? Where were we standing when it happened?

Herzog wrote, Will never understand what women want. What do they want? They eat green salad and drink human blood.