We must suffer to the end, to the moment when we stop believing in suffering.
Tragic paradox of freedom: the mediocre men who alone make its exercise possible cannot guarantee its duration.
On Creating — What we crave, what we want to see in others eyes, is that servile expression, an unconcealed infatuation with our gestures.
The more we try to rest ourselves from our Egos, the deeper we sink into it.
Tolerance cannot seduce the young.
The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.