Our detachments move us toward freedom and death.
Treat unhappiness as a defect and fewer would embrace it.
Man invented the gods. Then the gods went off on their own, but not far.
Loving, not the beloved, is the joy of love. The beloved, knowing this, most resolutely declines to be grateful.
The Enlightenment needs more shadow; the Romantic Movement less.
Literature may be false, but it is not trivial.