What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name – and moving on.
Trees are massacred, houses go up – faces, faces everywhere. Man is spreading. Man is the cancer of the earth.
Our first intuitions are the true ones.
By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.
Normal people have nothing to forget.
Skepticism is the sadism of embittered souls.
How good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.
Philosophy is a corrective against sadness. Yet there still are people who believe in the profundity of philosophy!