True confessions are written with tears only. But my tears would drown the world, as my inner fire would reduce it to ashes.

One can experience loneliness in two ways: by feeling lonely in the world or by feeling the loneliness of the world.

I feel completely detached from any country, any group. I am a metaphysically displaced person

True moral elegance consists in the art of disguising one's victories as defeats.

The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.

An aphorism? Fire without flames. Understandable that no one tries to warm himself at it.

The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.