Faith, like a guillotine. As heavy, as light.

Evil is whatever distracts.

It's sometimes quite astonishing that a single, average life is enough to encompass so much that it's at all possible ever to have any success in one's work here.

A belief is like a guillotine, just as heavy, just as light.

We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.

And so gentlemen, I learned. Oh, if you have to learn, you learn; if you’re desperate for a way out, you learn; you learn pitilessly. You stand over yourself with a whip in your hand; if there’s the least resistance, you lash yourself.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.