Life is lived only once. And the less seriously the better.

How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

The soul is the weariest part of the body.

Security is a false God. Begin to make sacrifices to it and you are lost.

There is a way to master silence Control its curves, inhabit its dark corners And listen to the hiss of time outside

I've always wanted to get as far as possible from the place where I was born. Far both geographically and spiritually. To leave it behind ... I feel that life is very short and the world is there to see and one should know as much about it as possible. One belongs to the whole world, not just one part of it.

That was what he wanted, to be baked dry and hard, to feel the vaporous worries evaporating one by one, to know finally that all the damp little doubts and hesitations that covered the floor of his being were curling up and expiring in the great furnace-blast of the sun.