Injury, when it is slight, upsets me; when it is strong it calms me.
What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
My final belief is suffering. And I begin to believe that I do not suffer.
Man talks about everything, and he talks about everything as though the understanding of everything were all inside him.
Certainties are arrived at only on foot.