Who can exhaust a man? Who knows a man's resources?
If you seek authenticity for authenticity's sake you are no longer authentic.
The revolution you dream of is not ours. You don't want to change the world; you want to blow it up.
The more absurd life is, the more insupportable death is.
Good digestions, the gray monotony of provincial life, and the boredom-ah the soul-destroying boredom-of long days of mild content.
In love, one and one are one.