We worship perfection because we can't have it; if we had it, we would reject it. Perfection is inhuman, because humanity is imperfect.”
Myth is the nothing that is everything.
Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.
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.
Contradiction is the essence of the universe.
No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it.
To feel today what one felt yesterday isn't to feel - it's to remember today what was felt yesterday, to be today's living corpse of what yesterday was lived and lost.