Behind everything we feel, there is always a sense of fear.

When I say "I," I mean a thing absolutely unique, not to be confused with any other.

At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist. And before that, during all eternity, what was there? Nothing.

There is no forgiveness in nature.

If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.

When you want to believe in something, you also have to believe in everything that's necessary for believing in it.

We know well enough when we're being unjust and despicable. but we don't restrain ourselves because we experience a certain pleasure, a primitive sort of satisfaction in moments like that.