A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the 
dog.
I love the flesh. I'm a pagan. “Who are they who speak evil of the clay? The very stars are made of clay like mine!”
Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
I am. I was. I am not. I never am.
Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear?
I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
Life? Bah! It has no value. Of cheap things it is the cheapest.
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.