Reality is infinitely diverse, compared with even the subtlest conclusions of abstract thought, and does not allow of clear-cut and sweeping distinctions. Reality resists classification.

What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.

The more I love humanity in general, the less I love man in particular.

Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.

Here is a commandment for you: seek happiness in sorrow. Work, work tirelessly.

My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.

in the newspapers I read a biography about an American. He left his whole huge fortune to factories and for the positive sciences, his skeleton to the students at the academy there, and his skin to make a drum so as to have the American national anthem drummed on it day and night.