Man must vanquish himself, must do himself violence, in order to perform the slightest action untainted by evil.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

My mission is to suffer for all those who suffer without knowing it. I must pay for them, expiate their unconsciousness, their luck to be ignorant of how unhappy they are.

Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have.

"The Holy Ghost," Luther instructs us, "is not a skeptic." Not everyone can be, and that is really too bad.

Boredom dismantles the mind, renders it superficial, out at the seams, saps it from within and dislocates it.

We inhabit a language rather than a country.