Beyond living and dreaming there is something more important: waking up.

Hell is the bloodcurdling mansion of time, in whose profoundest circle Satan himself waits, winding a gargantuan watch in his hand.

Death is something we don't have to fear, since as long as we exist death doesn't and when it does we don't.

The truly erotic sensibility, in evoking the image of woman, never omits to clothe it. The robing and disrobing: that is the true traffic of love.

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

At the very smallest wheel of our reasoning it is possible for a handful of questions to break the bank of our answers.

All uncertainty is fruitfull ... so long as it is accompanied by the wish to understand