To get up in the morning, wash and then wait for some unforeseen variety of dread or depression. I would give the whole universe and all of Shakespeare for a grain of ataraxy.

I have always struggled, with the sole intention of ceasing to struggle. Result: zero.

We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.

Shame on the man who goes to his grave escorted by the miserable hopes that have kept him alive.

As long as one believes in philosophy, one is healthy; sickness begins when one starts to think.

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

Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.