Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.
Chaos is rejecting all you have learned, chaos is being yourself.
No one can enjoy freedom without trembling.
To venture upon an undertaking of any kind, even the most insignificant, is to sacrifice to envy.
Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have.
This very second has vanished forever, lost in the anonymous mass of the irrevocable. It will never return. I suffer from this and I do not. Everything is unique - and insignificant.