I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.

The limited circle is pure.

I am too tired, I must try to rest and sleep, otherwise I am lost in every respect. What an effort to keep alive! Erecting a monument does not require an expenditure of so much strength.

If it had been possible to build the Tower of Babel without climbing it, it would have been permitted.

Each of us has his own way of emerging from the underworld, mine is by writing. That's why the only way I can keep going, if at all, is by writing, not through rest and sleep. I am far more likely to achieve peace of mind through writing than the capacity to write through peace.

As far as I have seen, at school...they aimed at blotting out one's individuality.