Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.

Celibacy and suicide are a similar levels of understanding, suicide and a martyr's death not so by any means, perhaps marriage and a martyr's death.

The crows maintain that a single crow could destroy the heavens. There is no doubt of that, but it proves nothing against the heavens, for heaven simply means: the impossibility of crows.

It would be very unjust to say that you deserted me, but that I was deserted, and sometimes terribly so, is true.

A man of action forced into a state of thought is unhappy until he can get out of it.

I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

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.