One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back into the darkness of the Ark

Going to pieces. To go to pieces so pointlessly and unnecessarily.

Two tasks at the beginning of your life: to narrow your orbit more and more, and ever and again to check whether you are not in hiding somewhere outside your orbit.

There are two main human sins from which all the others derive: impatience and indolence. It was because of impatience that they were expelled from Paradise; it is because of indolence that they do not return. Yet perhaps there is only one major sin: impatience. Because of impatience they were expelled, because of impatience they do not return.

We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime.

Sometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.

I made the remark that I don't avoid people in order to live quietly, but rather in order to be able to die quietly.