Optimism and self-pity are the positive and negative poles of modern cowardice.

Believing in Hell must distort every judgement on this life.

Sheep with a nasty side.

Approaching forty, I had a singular dream in which I almost grasped the meaning and understood the nature of what it is that wastes in wasted time.

The river of truth is always splitting up into arms that reunite. Islanded between them, the inhabitants argue for a lifetime as to which is the mainstream.

The true function of a writer is to produce a masterpiece and no other task is of any consequence.

If our elaborate and dominating bodies are given us to be denied at every turn, if our nature is always wrong and wicked, how ineffectual we are; like fishes not meant to swim.