Nothing proves that we are more than nothing.
What a pity that 'nothingness' has been devalued by an abuse of it made by philosophers unworthy of it!
At this very moment, I am suffering—as we say in French, j’ai mal. This event, crucial for me, is nonexistent, even inconceivable for anyone else, for everyone else. Except for God, if that word can have a meaning.
Ambition is a drug that makes its addicts potential madmen.
What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you - what a revelation.
Not one moment when I have not been conscious of being outside Paradise.