The importance of insomnia is so colossal that I am tempted to define man as the animal who cannot sleep. Why call him a rational animal when other animals are equally reasonable? But there is not another animal in the entire creation that wants to sleep yet cannot.

To think is to take a cunning revenge in which we camouflage our baseness and conceal our lower instincts.

There is no limit to suffering.

If there is anyone who owes everything to Bach, it is certainly God.

The history of ideas is the history of the grudges of solitary men.

Nothing is so wearing as the possession or abuse of liberty.

We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.