And there is a time, glorious too in its own way, when one scarcely exists, when one is a complete void. I mean, when boredom seems the very stuff of life.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.

Hitler is no worse, nay better, in my opinion, than the other lugs. He makes the German mistake of being tactless, that's all.

What does it matter how one comes by the truth so long as one pounces upon it and lives by it?

The city grows like a cancer; I must grow like a sun. The city eats deeper and deeper into the red; it is an insatiable white louse which must die eventually of inanition. I am going to starve the white louse which is eating me up. I am going to die as a city in order to become again a man. Therefore I close my ears, my eyes, my mouth.

All growth is a leap in the dark.