When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.
Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.
Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
I would go to heaven, but I would take my hell; I would not go alone.