Never build your emotional life on the weaknesses of others.
We need sometimes to escape into open solitudes, into aimlessness, into the moral holiday of running some pure hazard in order to sharpen the edge of life, to taste hardship, and to be compelled to work desperately for a moment at no matter what.
My soul hates the fool whose only passion is to live by rule.
The fact of having been born is a bad augury for immortality.
One real world is enough.
All beauties are to be honored, but only one embraced.