If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.

I myself spent nine years in an insane asylum and I never had the obsession of suicide, but I know that each conversation with a psychiatrist, every morning at the time of his visit, made me want to hang myself, realizing that I would not be able to cut his throat.

If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.

All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.

So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do not have the right to try to eliminate those means by which man tries to cleanse himself of despair.

Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.

The true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.