no one talks more passionately about his rights than he who in the depths of his soul doubts whether he has any

Those with certain temperaments find no way to endure themselves except by striving towards going under.

Natural death is independent of all reason and is really an irrational death, in which the pitiable substance of the shell determines how long the kernel is to exist or not; in which, accordingly, the stunted, diseased and dull witted jailer is lord, and indicates the moment at which his distinguished prisoner shall die.

Alas, where is there still a sea in which one could drown: thus our lament resounds – across shallow swamps.

The most welcome joke to me is the one that takes the place of a heavy, not altogether innocuous thought, at once a cautionary hint of the finger and a flash of the eye.

Body am I entirely, and nothing else; and soul is only a word for something about the body.

Whatever we think about and question a lot becomes questionable.