My 'fear' is my substance, and probably the best part of me.

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

First impressions are always unreliable.

Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs one hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate... but with his other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

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

The whole visible world is perhaps nothing more than the rationalization of a man who wants to find peace for a moment.