Nothing But Disaster Follows From Applause.

What Can You Do. You Get A Name, You're Called 'thomas Bernhard', And It Stays That Way For The Rest Of Your Life. And If At Some Point You Go For A Walk In The Woods, And Someone Takes A Photo Of You, Then For The Next Eighty Years You're Always Walking In The Woods. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.

In Theory We Understand People, But In Practice We Can't Put Up With Them, I Thought, Deal With Them For The Most Part Reluctantly And Always Treat Them From Our Point Of View. We Should Observe And Treat People Not From Our Point Of View But From All Angles, I Thought, Associate With Them In Such A Way That We Can Say We Associate With Them So To Speak In A Completely Unbiased Way, Which However Isn't Possible, Since We Actually Are Always Biased Against Everybody.

People Keep A Dog And Are Ruled By This Dog, And Even Schopenhauer Was Ruled In The End Not By His Head, But By His Dog. This Fact Is More Depressing Than Any Other.

Very Often We Write Down A Sentence Too Early, Then Another Too Late; What We Have To Do Is Write It Down At The Proper Time, Otherwise It's Lost.

The Only Friends I Have Are The Dead Who Have Bequeathed Their Writings To Me — I Have No Others.