There was a time when time did not yet exist.

What to think of other people? I ask myself this question each time I make a new acquaintance. So strange does it seem to me that we exist, and that we consent to exist.

No one should forget: Eros alone can fulfill life; knowledge, never. Only Eros makes sense; knowledge is empty infinity; – for thoughts, there is always time; life has its time; there is no thought that comes too late; any desire can become a regret.

To venture upon an undertaking of any kind, even the most insignificant, is to sacrifice to envy.

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

Philosophy is a corrective against sadness. Yet there still are people who believe in the profundity of philosophy!

There is not much difference between a mortal man and a dying man. The absurdity of making plans is only slightly more obvious in the second case.