Espousing the melancholy of ancient symbols, I would have freed myself.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Only those moments count, when the desire to remain by yourself is so powerful that you'd prefer to blow your brains out than exchange a word with someone.

To devastate by language, to blow up the word and with it the world.

Mind, even more deadly to empires than to individuals, erodes them, compromises their solidity.

Ambition is a drug that makes its addicts potential madmen.