If something good has lost its way into you, it will make its escape overnight. I know you.

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

He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.

I wanted to escape the unrest, to shut out the voices around me and within me, so I write.

The mediation by the serpent was necessary. Evil can seduce man, but cannot become man.

The dream reveals the reality which conception lags behind. That is the horror of life-the terror of art.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.