When people come to me saying they want to kill themselves, I tell them, "What’s your rush? You can kill yourself any time you like. So calm down. Suicide is a positive act." And they do calm down.

Where are my sensations? They have melted into... me, and what is this me, this self, but the sum of these evaporated sensations?

Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.

To live entirely without a goal! I have glimpsed this state, and have often attained it, without managing to remain there: I am too weak for such happiness.

We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.

What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you - what a revelation.

As long as one believes in philosophy, one is healthy; sickness begins when one starts to think.