There was a time when time did not yet exist. … The rejection of birth is nothing but the nostalgia for this time before time.

Skepticism is the sadism of embittered souls.

An aphorism? Fire without flames. Understandable that no one tries to warm himself at it.

The refutation of suicide: is it not inelegant to abandon a world which has so willingly put itself at the service of our melancholy?

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

Try to be free: you will die of hunger.

Criticism is a misconception: we must read not to understand others but to understand ourselves.