I am a hindrance to the world, and the world is a hindrance to me.

Memory is like a dog that lies down where it pleases.

Man has been thrown into the world. It had always made him think of Icarus and those other great tumblers, Ixion, Phaeton, Tantalus - all these jumpers without parachutes from a world of gods and heroes.

He regarded life as a rather odd club of which he had accidentally become a member and from which one could be expelled without reasons having to be supplied. He had already decided to leave the club if the meetings should become all too boring. But how boring is boring?

I have never cared much for people. Most of them are cowards, conformists, muddleheads, moneygrubbers, and they infect each other.

She had nothing to do all day ... but did it with the greatest possible speed.

Conversations consist for the most part of things one does not say.