I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.

He who does not answer the questions has passed the test.

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.

The meaning of life is that it stops.

Some books seem like a key to unfamiliar rooms in one’s own castle.

So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.

It requires enormous presence of mind or rather quickness of wit, when opening your eyes to seize hold as it were of everything in the room at exactly the same place where you had let it go on the previous evening. That is why the moment of waking up was the riskiest moment of the day. Once that was well over without deflecting you from your orbit, you could take heart of grace for the rest of the day.