Let us strive to improve ourselves, for we cannot remain stationary; one either progresses or retrogrades.

. . . everything seems insupportable to me. This may very well be because I am insupportable myself.

I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.

Rules of society are nothing; one's conscience is the umpire.

I love nothing and that is the true cause of my ennui.

Faith is a devout belief in what one does not understand.

The first step is the hardest.