What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you - what a revelation.

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.

A distant enemy is always preferable to one at the gate.

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.

The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.

We interest others by the misfortune we spread around us.

It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.