We must suffer to the end, to the moment when we stop believing in suffering.

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

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.

All great ideas should be followed by an exclamation mark - a warning signal similar to the skull and crossbones drawn on high-voltage transformers.

Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is in the performance of a reputedly bestial function that we prove our status as citizens: nothing is more public than the sexual act.

Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.

The only free mind is one that, pure of all intimacy with beings or objects, plies its own vacuity.