We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt.

I am more uncertain than I ever was; I feel only the power of life. And I am senselessly empty.

We were expelled from Paradise, but it was not destroyed. The expulsion from Paradise was in one sense a piece of good fortune, for if we had not been expelled, Paradise would have had to be destroyed.

A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.