We’ve been devastated by the severest and deadliest drought in history – that of our profound awareness of the futility of all effort and the vanity of all plans.

And as well as I dream, I reason if I want, for that's just another kind of dream.

I know nothing and my heart aches

The Gods sell when they give. Glory is paid for with disgrace. Poor are the happy, for they are Just what passes.

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.

The world belongs to who doesn't feel. The primary condition to be a practical man is the absence of sensitivity.

Never having discovered qualities in myself which could attract someone else, I could never believe that anyone felt attracted to me.