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.

Association with human beings lures one into self-observation.

No matter how much you keep encouraging someone who is blindfolded to stare through the cloth, he still won’t see a thing.".

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

"Don't you want to join us?" I was recently asked by an acquaintance when he ran across me alone after midnight in a coffeehouse that was already almost deserted. "No, I don't," I said.

Just because your doctor has a name for your condition, doesn't mean he knows what it is.

I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.