Lucidity's task: to attain a correct despair, an Olympian ferocity.

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.

An individual dies ... when, instead of taking risks and hurling himself toward being, he cowers within, and takes refuge there.

We dread the future only when we are not sure we can kill ourselves when we want to.

A civilization begins to decline the moment Life becomes its sole obsession.

All the concessions we make to Eros are holes in our desire for the absolute.

Death makes no sense except to people who have passionately loved life. How can one die without having something to part from? Detachment is a negation of both life and death. Whoever has overcome his fear of death has also triumphed over life. For life is nothing but another word for this fear.