A good writer possesses not only his own spirit but also the spirit of his friends.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Truth as Circe. - Error has transformed animals into men; is truth perhaps capable of changing man back into an animal?

We operate with nothing but things which do not exist, with lines, planes, bodies, atoms, divisible time, divisible space - how should explanation even be possible when we first make everything into an image, into our own image!

When a man is ill his very goodness is sickly.

Sensuality often makes love grow too quickly, so that the root remains weak and is easy to pull out.

To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.