It's a dangerous dog that doesn't bark.

Suicide is an escape from life. What is life? An escape from death. This means that each of us must die twice. There is the death waiting for us ahead, and the death that comes pursuing from behind.... Once you are free at least from the death that comes pursuing you, you can relax and enjoy life as you go along.

Time cannot be spurred on like a horse.

Work seemed something fundamental for man, something which enabled him to endure the aimless flight of time.

When I was young, I could bounce back from things like a brand-new rubber ball.

Green makes me think of silence, or maybe it's loneliness. I get the feeling of a terribly distant star.

A tower of illusion, all of it, made of illusory bricks and full of holes. If life were made up only of imporant things, it really would be a dangerous house of glass, scarcely to be handled carelessly. But everyday life was exactly like the headlines. And so everybody, knowing the meaninglessness of existence, sets the centre of his compass at his own home.