Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.
No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it.
There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.
My past is everything I failed to be.
I've always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute oneself. I prefer to be taken seriously for what I'm not, remaining humanly unknown, with naturalness and all due respect.
I'd woken up early, and I took a long time getting ready to exist.
We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own concept—our own selves—that we love.
I am nothing.
I'll never be anything.
I couldn't want to be something.
Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world.
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.