I believe that the soul consists of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.
Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.
If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point.
My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor through dusk when it went.
We become aware of the void as we fill it.
When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.