A book is a suicide postponed.
I have always struggled, with the sole intention of ceasing to struggle. Result: zero.
When every man has realized that his birth is a defeat, existence, endurable at last, will seem like the day after a surrender, like the relief and the repose of the conquered.
Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.
To hope is to contradict the future.
Every thought derives from a thwarted sensation.