I don't have the strength to keep writing this. To go on living with this feeling is painful beyond description. Isn't there someone kind enough to strangle me in my sleep?

I may be a lunatic, but then, wasn't my lunacy caused by a monster that lurks at the bottom of every human mind? Those who call me a madman and spurn me may become lunatics tomorrow. They harbor the same monster.

I have heard unsavory rumors about you and the umbrella-maker's daughter

..he understood far more deeply than anyone else the loneliness that lurked beneath his jaunty mask.

It is unfortunate for the gods that, unlike us, they cannot commit suicide.

I don't have the strength to keep writing this. To go on living with this feeling is painful beyond description. Isn't there someone kind enough to strangle me in my sleep?

I could wish for nothing more than to die for a childish dream in which I truly believed.