You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.

One must speak about serious things seriously.

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.

Who keeps the tavern and serves up the drinks? The peasant. Who squanders and drinks up money belonging to the peasant commune, the school, the church? The peasant. Who would steal from his neighbor, commit arson, and falsely denounce another for a bottle of vodka? The peasant.

Do silly things. Foolishness is a great deal more vital and healthy than our straining and striving after a meaningful life.

Only entropy comes easy.

To live simply to die is by no means amusing, but to live with the knowledge that you will die before your time, that's really is idiotic