You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.

It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.

That's how it will be, except that in reality, both today and later, one will stand there with a palpable body and a real head, a real forehead, that is, for smiting on with one's hand.

Knowledge we have. Anyone who strives for it with particular intensity is suspect of striving against it.

Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty.

In a way, I was safe writing

I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.