There are too many confusing things present. Things I know. Thoughts I have. Sarcasm. Things I think I ought to be doing and places I ought to be going. Always other places.

The only question that really counts, must be thins one: are things getting better or are they getting worse?

It's good for me to see so many other people who are not me. That there are so many others. I feel affection for them. Most of them are doing the best they can. I am also doing the best I can.

I don't want all that much. But I want to be fine. I want to live a simple life with many good moments and a lot of fun.

I think I'm more concerned with things that are very big and things that are very small than with all the stuff in between.

…I don’t wish to meet people. They disgust me. Increasingly so. But I must have milk.

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

I have enough trouble with useful information, never mind being burdened with what is useless.

Everything which is human is alien to me.

Everything seemed meaningless to me. All of a sudden. My own life, the lives of others, of animals of plants, the whole world. It no longer fitted together.

I have the strangest thoughts in my head, maybe I should not write them down.

To live, is to suffer. To survive, well, that's to find meaning in the suffer.

I can act normally, and I can go out, but people around you don't act normally. If it was normal, I'd go out and have my dinner and nobody would be video-phoning me eating my dinner.

Communism is the basis of all sociality and it's the basis of cooperation.

Once, she made a boy come out of his house and kiss her under the streetlight. It was her first kiss. She thinks it was probably his, too. She never told him and she never, ever will.

I got a very strong sense from my mother, in particular, that we are all equal in the sight of God.

The women rest their tired half-healed hearts; they are almost well.

In my view all salvation for philosophy may be expected to come from Darwin's theory

If it's just politics that's running music, f - k that. I'm out of here! I can't think of anything more boring.

Nothing produced can be allowed to maintain a lifespan longer than what can be endured in order to continue cyclical consumption.

I think, for most of us is that once you get to a certain place in your career you're not having to elbow and knock people around and audition for parts.