I long for solitude and yet I cannot stand it.

Explanation separates us from astonishment, which is the only gateway to the incomprehensible.

DAISY: I never knew you were such a realist-I thought you were more poetic. Where's your imagination? There are many sides to reality. Choose the one that's best for you. Escape into the world of imagination.

The universe seems to me infinitely strange and foreign. At such a moment I gaze upon it with a mixture of anguish and euphoria; separate from the universe, as though placed at a certain distance outside it; I look and I see pictures, creatures that move in a kind of timeless time and spaceless space, emitting sounds that are a kind of language I no longer understand or ever register.

It is not the answer that enlightens, but the question.

It's not a certain society that seems ridiculous to me, it's mankind.

I'll never waste my dreams by falling asleep. Never again.