Society is not a disease, it is a disaster. What a stupid miracle that one can live in it.
Category Archive: Romanian
A golden rule: to leave an incomplete image of oneself.
The task of the solitary man is to be even more solitary.
A distant enemy is always preferable to one at the gate.
What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?
It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.
What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?
Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.
Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.
I have no nationality – the best possible status for an intellectual.