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

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

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

Ah! I shall repeat it endlessly, the only misfortune is to be born!

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

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

Do I believe in ghosts? No, but I'm afraid of them.