He who has never envied the vegetable has missed the human drama.

I am like a broken puppet whose eyes have fallen inside.

How good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.

Try to be free: you will die of hunger.

To act is to anchor in an imminent future, so imminent it becomes almost tangible; to act is to feel you are consubstantial with that future.

So long as man is protected by madness - he functions - and flourishes.

Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.