if the world changed, i could not exist, and if i changed, the world could not exist

We had stretched out our arms to each other and supported something in our joined hands, but this thing we were holding was like a sort of gas that exists when you believe in its existence and disappears when you doubt. The task of supporting it seems simple at first glance, but actually requires an ultimate refinement of calculation and a consummate skill.

if the world changed, i could not exist, and if i changed, the world could not exist

A man isn't tiny or giant enough to defeat anything.

True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.

What I wanted was to die among strangers, untroubled, beneath a cloudless sky. And yet my desire differed from the sentiments of that ancient Greek who wanted to die under the brilliant sun. What I wanted was some natural, spontaneous suicide. I wanted a death like that of a fox, not yet well versed in cunning, that walks carelessly along a mountain path and is shot by a hunter because of its own stupidity.

Anything can become excusable when seen from the standpoint of the result