Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
We are our choices.
We must act out passion before we can feel it.
To think new thoughts you have to break the bones in your head
Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself.
I enjoy feeling fastidious and aloof. I enjoy saying no, always no, and I should be afraid of any attempt to construct a finally habitable world, because I should merely have to say - Yes; and act like other people.