I have used the philosophers' ideas for my own private literary purposes, but I don't think that I'm a thinker. I suppose that my thinking has been done for me by Berkeley, by Hume, by Schopenhauer, by Mauthner perhaps.

Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.

You will reply that reality hasn't the slightest need to be of interest. And I'll answer you that reality may avoid the obligation to be interesting, but that hypotheses may not. In the hypothesis you have postulated, chance intervenes largely. Here lies a dead rabbi; I should prefer a purely rabbinical explanation; not the imaginary mischances of an imaginary robber.

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Don't talk unless you can improve the silence.

There are those who seek the love of a woman to forget her, to not think about her.

A writer should have another lifetime to see if he's appreciated.