Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.
Each concession we make is accompanied by an inner diminution of which we are not immediately conscious.
Society: an inferno of saviors!
Life is merely a fracas on an unmapped terrain, and the universe a geometry stricken with epilepsy.
Utopia is a mixture of childish rationalism and secularized angelism.
To possess a high degree of consciousness, to be always aware of yourself in relation to the world, to live in the permanent tension of knowledge, means to be lost for life.