Let everything be remade on simple lines. There is only one people, there is only one people!

We are all, always, the desire not to die. This desire is as immeasurable and varied as life's complexity, but at bottom this is what it is: To continue to be, to be more and more, to develop and to endure. All the force we have, all our energy and clearness of mind serve to intensify themselves in one way or another. We intensify ourselves with new impressions, new sensations, new ideas. We endeavour to take what we do not have and to add it to ourselves. Humanity is the desire for novelty founded upon the fear of death. That is what it is.

At the touch of mankind, things wear away with heartbreaking slowness.

It was suicide. Others killed themselves with poison or with a revolver. I killed myself with minutes and hours.

People are machines of forgetfulness

I believe that around us there is only one word on all sides, one immense word which reveals our solitude and extinguishes our radiance: Nothing! I believe that that word does not point to our insignificance or our unhappiness, but on the contrary to our fulfillment and our divinity, since everything is in ourselves.

I keep remembering — I keep remembering. My heart has no pity on me.