In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws.

To claim you are more detached, more alien to everything than anyone, and to be merely a fanatic of indifference!

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.

Fear can supplant our real problems only to the extent -unwilling either to assimilate or to exhaust it -we perpetuate it within ourselves like a temptation and enthrone it at the very heart of our solitude.

Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have.

If you lack the power to demoralize yourself along with the age, to go as low and as far, do not complain of being misunderstood by it.

What is that one crucifixion compared to the daily kind any insomniac endures?