There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.

I've never really had much of an imagination. But still I would try to picture the exact moment when the beating of my heart would no longer be going on inside my head.

The Four Conditions of Happiness: Life in the open air, Love for another being,Freedom from ambition,Creation

Love cannot accept what it is. Everywhere on earth it cries out against kindness, compassion, intelligence, everything that leads to compromise. Love demands the impossible, the absolute, the sky on fire, inexhaustible springtime, life after death, and death itself transfigured into eternal life.

Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?

What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.

No one who lives in the sunlight of gratitude that things aren't worse makes a failure of his or her life.