The Diabolical sometimes assumes the aspect of the Good, or even embodies itself completely in its form. If this remains concealedfrom me, I am of course defeated, for this Good is more tempting than the genuine Good.

Hiding places there are innumerable, escape is only one, but possibilities of escape, again, are as many as hiding places.

There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe ... but not for us.

Going to pieces. To go to pieces so pointlessly and unnecessarily.

Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.

I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.