This morning, for the first time in a long time, the joy again of imagining a knife twisted in my heart.

Tyranny or slavery, born of selfishness, are the two educational methods of parents; all gradations of tyranny or slavery.

What is written is merely the dregs of experience.

You need not even listen, just wait...the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself.

Maybe innocence makes its way easiest through the elemental chaos of this world.

No one can crave what truly harms him.

Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one’s ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.