I've reached the point where tedium is a person, the incarnate fiction of my own company.

I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.

I'm going to end a life that I thought could contain every kind of greatness but that in fact consisted only of my incapacity to really want to be great. Whenever I arrived at a certainty, I remembered that those with the greatest certainties are lunatics.

To be great, be whole; Exclude nothing. Be whole in everything.

Talking to people makes me feel like sleeping. Only my ghostly and imaginary friends, only the conversations I have in my dreams, are genuinely real and substantial.

Today I suddenly experienced an absurd but quite valid sensation. I realized, in an intimate lightning flash, that I am no one. No one, absolutely no one.

Life is whatever we conceive it to be.