There is an energy which springs from sickness and debility: it has a more powerful effect than the real, but, sadly, expires in an even greater infirmity.
Every beloved object is the center point of a paradise.
You are alone with everything you love.
The world must become romanticized, and in that way we find again its original meaning for us.
Where are we really going? Always home.
Doing philosophy is only a threefold or double kind of waking--being awake--consciousness.