What a difference! Under the esthetic sky, everything is buoyant, beautiful, transient! when ethics arrives on the scene, everything becomes harsh, angular and infinitely boring

I begin with the principle that all men are bores. Surely no one will prove himself so great a bore as to contradict me in this.

At the bottom of enmity between strangers lies indifference.

If a man cannot forget, he will never amount to much.

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk.

I go fishing for a thousand monsters in the depths of my own self

Boredom rests upon the nothingness that winds its way through existence; its giddiness, like that which comes from gazing down into an infinite abyss, is infinite.