I'd like to be in the country so that I'd could like being in the city.

Friends: not one. Just a few acquaintances who imagine they feel something for me and who might be sorry if a train ran over me and the funeral was on a rainy day.

What can I expect from myself? My sensation in all their horrible acuity, and a profound awareness of feeling. A sharp mind that only destroys me, and an unusual capacity for dreaming to keep me entertained. A dead will and a reflection that cradles it, like a living child. From, The Book of Disquiet

To have opinions is to sell out to youself. To have no opinions is to exist. To have every opinion is to be a poet.

The beauty of a naked body is felt only by the dressed races.

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

The human soul is an abyss