The fear of being deceived is the vulgar version of the quest for Truth.

Even when nothing happens, everything seems too much for me. What can be said, then, in the presence of an event, any event?

To accomplish nothing and die of the strain

True contact between beings is established only by mute presence, by apparent non-communication, by that mysterious and wordless exchange which resembles inward prayer.

Not to be born is undoubtedly the best plan of all. Unfortunately, it is within no one's reach.

We inhabit a language rather than a country.

If you're unlucky enough not to have alcoholic parents, it takes you a whole lifetime of intoxication to overcome the dead weight of their virtues.