To Hope Is To Contradict The Future.

In Order To Have The Stuff Of A Tyrant, A Certain Mental Derangement Is Necessary.

Just As Ecstasy Purifies You Of The Particular And The Contingent, Leaving Nothing Except Light And Darkness, So Insomnia Kills Off The Multiplicity And Diversity Of The World, Leaving You Prey To Your Private Obsessions.

To Accomplish Nothing And Die Of The Strain

We Would Not Be Interested In Human Beings If We Did Not Have The Hope Of Someday Meeting Someone Worse Off Than Ourselves.

I Have All The Defects Of Other People Yet Everything They Do Seems To Me Inconceivable.