My life was sweeter than other people's and my death will be more terrible by the same degree.

But eternity is not temporality at a standstill. What is oppressive about the concept of the eternal is the justification, incomprehensible to us, that time must undergo in eternity and the logical conclusion of that, the justification of ourselves as we are.

There is a goal but no way; what we call the way is mere wavering.

The ulterior motives with which you absorb and assimilate Evil are not your own but those of Evil.

Anything that has real and lasting value is always a gift from within.

The door could not be heard slamming; they had probably left it open, as is the custom in homes where a great misfortune has occurred.

I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.