It has been a long time since philosophers have read men's souls. It is not their task, we are told. Perhaps. But we must not be surprised if they no longer matter much to us.

A regret understood by no one: the regret to be a pessimist. It’s not easy to be on the wrong foot with life.

My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.

Humanity adores only those who cause it to perish.

If just once you were depressed for no reason, you have been so all your life without knowing.

Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.