The whole visible world is perhaps nothing other than a motivation of man's wish to rest for a moment an attempt to falsify the fact of knowledge, to try to turn the knowledge into the goal.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

Start with what is right rather than what is acceptable.

Just because your doctor has a name for your condition, doesn't mean he knows what it is.

Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.

I try to make it a rule not to meddle in other people's politics.

A spoiled saint, a Pharisee, an inquisitor, or a magician, makes better sport to Hell than a mere common tyrant or debauchee.

There's no solution to life, there's going to be problems no matter what.

I actually like talking.

The thing about the truth is that it exists outside of belief. Even if nobody believes it, that thing is still true.

Resentment makes anything possible.

I've read a lot of bad books. I used to review books for a living, and when you're a reviewer you read tons of terrible books.

I kept thinking, I went to college and I have to get a real job.

Through default or intention, unaware or by design, we not only choose but create the visible outer conditions that are most resonant to our inner state of being.

Once a person knows a kiss and a kind word, you can't blame him for never wanting to live without them again. - "The Bridges of Madison County"