Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm.

What's done at night belongs to the night. In the daytime you don't talk about it.

To know what life is worth you have to risk it once in a while.

Man is fully responsible for his nature and his choices.

This [service to oppressed] is the writer's task, and, if he fulfills it as he should, he acquires no merit from it.

I am. I am, I exist, I think, therefore I am; I am because I think, why do I think? I don't want to think any more, I am because I think that I don't want to be, I think that I . . . because . . . ugh!

My thought is me: that is why I cannot stop thinking. I exist because I think I cannot keep from thinking.