Truth is like the sun, its value wholly depends upon our being at a correct distance away from it.

One wants to be loved, in lack thereof admired, in lack thereof feared, in lack thereof loathed and despised. One wants to instill some sort of emotion in people. The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price.

Nothing so reduces and drags down a human being as the consciousness of not being loved.

People want to be loved; failing that admired; failing that feared; failing that hated and despised. They want to evoke some sort of sentiment. The soul shudders before oblivion and seeks connection at any price.

Do not go to the bottom of things, or you will go to the bottom yourself.

Truth is like the sun, its value wholly depends upon our being at a correct distance away from it.

We know so little about one another. We embrace a shadow and love a dream.