I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound of the same wave eating away at the world

My foregrounds are imaginary, my backgrounds real.

I detest my fellow-beings and do not feel that I am their fellow at all

Be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work.

The most glorious moments in your life are not the so-called days of success, but rather those days when out of dejection and despair you feel rise in you a challenge to life, and the promise of future accomplishments.

Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.

But, in her life, nothing was going to happen. Such was the will of God! The future was a dark corridor, and at the far end the door was bolted.