there they laugh: they do not understand me; I am not the mouth for these ears.

Among human beings there is no greater banality than death. Second in order, because it is possible to die without being born, comes birth, and next comes marriage.

A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.

The great epochs of our life come when we gain the courage to rechristen our evil as what is best in us.

Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one leap, with one fatal leap, a poor ignorant weariness that does not want to want any more: this created all gods and afterworlds.

I awoke you from your sleep because I saw that you were having a nightmare. And now you are cross and say to me: "What are we supposed to do now? Everything is still night!" You ingrates! You should go to sleep again and dream better.

The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die.