Democracy: a festival of mediocrity.
Our works, whatever they may be, derive from our incapacity to kill or to kill ourselves.
There was a time when time did not yet exist.
Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.
To exist is a habit I do not despair of acquiring.
I saw that philosophy had no power to make my life more bearable. Thus I lost my belief in philosophy.