I am away from home and must always write home, even if any home of mine has long since floated away into eternity.

I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though I feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.

Productivity is being able to do things that you were never able to do before.

To write prescriptions is easy, but to come to an understanding with people is hard.

If there is a transmigration of souls then I am not yet on the bottom rung. My life is a hesitation before birth.

Either the world is so tiny or we are enormous; in either case, we fill it completely.

Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one’s ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.