A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
“Everything you say is boring and incomprehensible,” she said, “but that alone doesn’t make it true
In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.
It’s impossible to defend oneself in the absence of goodwill
People who walk across dark bridges, past saints,with dim, small lights.Clouds which move across gray skiespast churcheswith towers darkened in the dusk.One who leans against granite railinggazing into the evening waters,His hands resting on old...
My “fear” is my substance, and probably the best part of me.
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
Most men are not wicked… They are sleep-walkers, not evil evildoers.
In the fight between you and the world, back the world.
She is so distinct to me, it’s as though I had run my hands all over her.
Don Quixote’s misfortune is not his imagination, but Sancho Panza.
A book must be the ax for the frozen sea within us.
From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back.
There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: impatience and laziness.
One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.
One must not cheat anybody, not even the world of one’s triumph.
A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul.
Don’t despair, not even over the fact that you don’t despair.