Democracy: a festival of mediocrity.

Ideas come as you walk, Nietzsche said. Walking dissipates thoughts, Shankara taught.

What do you do from morning to night?" "I endure myself.

We derive our vitality from our store of madness.

Every thought derives from a thwarted sensation.

We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.

Death makes no sense except to people who have passionately loved life. How can one die without having something to part from? Detachment is a negation of both life and death. Whoever has overcome his fear of death has also triumphed over life. For life is nothing but another word for this fear.