The fear of appearances is the first symptom of impotence.

The pleasure of despair. But then, it is in despair that we find the most acute pleasure, especially when we are aware of the hopelessness of the situation... ...everything is a mess in which it is impossible to tell what's what, but that despite this impossibility and deception it still hurts you, and the less you can understand, the more it hurts.

Besides, nowadays, almost all capable people are terribly afraid of being ridiculous, and are miserable because of it.

People with new ideas, people with the faintest capacity for saying something new, are extremely few in number, extraordinarily so, in fact.

The more incompetent one feels, the more eager he is to fight.

If you can put the question, 'Am I or am I not responsible for my acts?' then you are responsible.

They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.