Every word affords me pain. Yet how sweet it would be if I could hear what the flowers have to say about death!

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

Literacy is a fundamental life skill, one that serves as a portal to knowledge and a lifetime of opportunity.

I always thought the key to immortality would be, like, tiny robots fixing things in your brain, ” she says. “Not books.

The drink you like the best should be the drink you drink the most.

Try hard to find out what you're good at and what your passions are, and where the two converge, and build your life around that.

As Christians try to force prayer into public schools, they often settle for a 'moment of silence.' But that supposedly innocuous 'moment of silence' is a deafening roar to a nonbeliever.

The folks in Mississippi are saying, 'Thank God for Texas.'

Do you know how to wrap a leg?" "I was born wrapping legs," I say stiffly, because I'm insulted. "Must've been a challenging delivery," Sean notes.

Intercession means raising ourselves up to the point of getting the mind of Christ regarding the person for whom we are praying.

Wild liberty develops iron conscience. Want of liberty, by strengthening law and decorum, stupefies conscience.

The Cure: A new dimension of the word 'crap'.