The world was beautiful when looked at in this way-without any seeking, so simple, so childlike.

Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.

It was all a lie, it all stank, stank of lies, it all gave the illusion of meaning and happiness and beauty, and all of it was just putrefaction that no one would admit to. Bitter was the taste of the world. Life was a torment.

The best weapons against the infamies of life are courage, wilfulness and patience. Courage strenthens, wilfulness is fun and patience provides tranquility.

If a man has nothing to eat, fasting is the most intelligent thing he can do.

Your soul is the whole world.

And all the voices, all the goals, all the yearnings, all the sorrows, all the pleasures, all the good and evil, all of them together was the world. All of them together was the stream of events, the music of life.