I don't want a future, I want a present. To me this appears of greater value. You have a future only when you have no present, and when you have a present, you forget to even think about the future.

Listening to music, I always have exactly the same feeling: something’s missing. Never will I learn the cause of this gentle sadness, never will I wish to investigate it.

With all my ideas and follies I could one day found a corporate company for the propagation of beautiful but unreliable imaginings.

Questions are usually more beautiful, more significant than their resolutions, which in fact never resolve them, are never sufficient to satisfy us, whereas from a question streams a wonderful fragrance.

When we realize that words can destroy something good, wonderful, and dear, and that by keeping silent we can avoid causing the least damage or harm, it’s easy to stay silent.

I contemplated pride and love. All this contemplativeness. When will I be free of it?

Today I told myself that in actual fact anyone who takes an innocuous and random delight in his life is an absolute lummox.