Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
We do not remember days, we remember moments.
Sono libri, – disse lui, – leggici dentro fin che puoi. Sarai sempre un tapino se non leggi nei libri.
Prova a dire ai mortali queste cose che sai.
The only joy in the world is to begin.
The only joy in the world is to begin. It is good to be alive because living is beginning, always, every moment.
It’s pointless to cry. One is born and dies alone...
Idleness makes hours pass slowly and years swiftly. Activity makes the hours short and the years long.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love – any love – reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
We do not free ourselves from something by avoiding it, but only by living though it.