We inhabit a language rather than a country.
Each concession we make is accompanied by an inner diminution of which we are not immediately conscious.
Negation is the mind’s first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs; once acquired it can imprison us.
What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name – and moving on.
We are afraid of the enormity of the possible.
Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.
You are done for – a living dead man – not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.
We are born to Exist, not to know, to be, not to assert ourselves.
It is because we are all imposters that we endure each other.
God – a disease we imagine we are cured of because no one dies of it nowadays.