To be alone is to be free, and freedom was the only happiness accessible to my nature.

The savage hatred I feel for crowds is getting worse, natural enemies that they are of imagination and of thought.

To be alone is to be free, and freedom was the only happiness accessible to my nature.

I am full of the sorrow that goes with changes in surroundings, those successive stages of annihilation that slowly lead to the great and final void.

I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way.

One must use the weapons one finds in one's path.

For now it seems that by advancing into unknown territories, I entered into my life