One way or another the no doubt mad idea entered my mind that my own actions had historic importance and this fantasy (?) made it appear that people who harmed me were interfering with an important experiment.

Strict seriousness was far more dangerous than any joke.

The spirit knows that its growth is the real aim of existence.

Death deserves dignity.

Boredom is an instrument of social control. Power is the power to impose boredom, to command stasis, to combine this stasis with anguish. The real tedium, deep tedium, is seasoned with terror and with death.

A man is only as good as what he loves.

When we ask for advice, we are usually looking for an accomplice.