In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

Assuming that we have trained our imagination to denounce the past, we will not suffer much from unfulfilled wishes.

Better know nothing than half-know many things.

Silence is worse; all truths that are kept silent become poisonous.

Along the journey we commonly forget its goal. Almost every vocation is chosen and entered upon as a means to a purpose but is ultimately continued as a final purpose in itself. Forgetting our objectives is the most frequent stupidity in which we indulge ourselves.

In his heart every man knows quite well that, being unique, he will be in the world only once and that no imaginable chance will for a second time gather together into a unity so strangely variegated an assortment as he is: he knows it but hides it like a bad conscience.

A sedentary life is the real sin against the Holy Spirit. Only those thoughts that come by walking have any value.