In a certain sense you deny the existence of this world. You explain life as a state of rest, a state of rest in motion.

Love is a drama of contradictions.

Humility provides everyone, even him who despairs in solitude, with the strongest relationship to his fellow man.

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.

What is meant by its nature for the highest and the best, spreads among the lowly people.

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

I answer one of your letters, then lie in bed in apparent calm, but my heart beats through my entire body and is conscious only of you. I belong to you; there is really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough.