Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns.

To need to dominate others is to need others. The commander is dependent.

The idea of any social obligation ... just the idea of it embarasses my thoughts for a day, and sometimes it's since the day before that I worry, and don't sleep well, and the real affair, when it happens, is absolutely insignificant and justifies nothing; and the case repeats itself and I never learn to learn.

I've never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life.

I never meant to be but a dreamer.

But do we really live? To live without knowing what life is - is that living?

Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns.