Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.

They did not know what we can now guess at, contemplating the course of history: that change begins in the soul before it appears in ordinary existence.

If you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.

I have no memory for things I have learned, nor things I have read, nor things experienced or heard, neither for people nor events; I feel that I have experienced nothing, learned nothing, that I actually know less than the average schoolboy, and that what I do know is superficial, and that every second question is beyond me. I am incapable of thinking deliberately; my thoughts run into a wall. I can grasp the essence of things in isolation, but I am quite incapable of coherent, unbroken thinking. I can't even tell a story properly; in fact, I can scarcely talk.

A belief is like a guillotine, just as heavy, just as light.

Do not waste your time looking for an obstacle - maybe there is none.

You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.