Live the questions now.

No, no, one can imagine nothing in the world, not the least thing. Everything is composed of so many isolated details that are not to be foreseen. In one's imagining one passes over them and hasty as one is doesn't notice that they are missing. But realities are slow and indescribably detailed.

The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.

I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.

Fame — the aggregate of all the misunderstandings that collect around a new name.

As if no one had ever tried before, try to say what you see and feel and love and lose.

What we do battle with is so small, what battles us is so large.