When we cannot be delivered from ourselves, we delight in devouring ourselves.

I do not forgive myself for being born. It is as if creeping into this world, I had profaned a mystery, betrayed some momentous pledge, committed a fault of nameless gravity.

Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.

I saw that philosophy had no power to make my life more bearable. Thus I lost my belief in philosophy.

Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.

There is no limit to suffering.

No one can keep his griefs in their prime; they use themselves up.