Not everyone can see the truth, but he can be it.

So eager are our people to obliterate the present.

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

Every one of us has a bad conscience, which he tries to escape by going to sleep as quickly as possible.

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in his bed he had been changed into a monstrous bug.

If the book we are reading does not wake us, as with a fist hammering on our skull, why then do we read it?

When one has once accepted and absorbed Evil, it no longer demands to be believed.