A Distant Enemy Is Always Preferable To

How Good Would It Be If One Could Die By Throwing Oneself Into An Infinite Void.

Philosophy: Impersonal Anxiety; Refuge Among Anemic Ideas.

It Is Enough For Me To Hear Someone Talk Sincerely About Ideals, About The Future, About Philosophy, To Hear Him Say “we" With A Certain Inflection Of Assurance, To Hear Him Invoke "others" And Regard Himself As Their Interpreter - For Me To Consider Him My Enemy.

Every Thought Derives From A Thwarted Sensation.

In Most Cases We Attach Ourselves To In Order To Take Revenge On Life, To Punish It, To Signify We Can Do Without It, That We Have Found Something Better, And We Also Attach Ourselves To God In Horror Of Men.