Convictions are prisons.

If you have an enemy, do not requite him evil with good, for that would put him to shame. Rather prove that he did you some good.

You are treading the path to your greatness: no one shall follow you here! Your passage has effaced the path behind you, and above that path stands written: Impossibility.

Life, and you, and I, and all of us together became for a while interesing to ourselves once more.

The vanity of others runs counter to our taste only when it runs counter to our vanity.

Being human is a complicated gig. So give that ol' dark night of the soul a hug. Howl the eternal yes!

How did reason come into the world? As is fitting, in an irrational manner, by accident. One will have to guess at it as at a riddle.