When you have understood that nothing is, that things do not even deserve the status of appearances, you no longer need to be saved, you are saved, and miserable forever.

Try to be free: you will die of hunger.

As the years pass, the number of those we can communicate with diminishes. When there is no longer anyone to talk to, at last we will be as we were before stooping to a name.

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

Old age, after all, is merely the punishment for having lived.

Knowledge, having irritated and stimulated our appetite for power, will lead us inexorably to our ruin.

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