The Gods sell when they give. Glory is paid for with disgrace. Poor are the happy, for they are Just what passes.
If life has given us no more than a prison cell, let’s at least decorate it as best we can-with the shadows of our dreams, their colourful patterns engraving our oblivion on the static surface of the walls.
To kill our dream life would be to kill ourselves, to mutilate our soul. Dreaming is the one thing we have that’s really ours, invulnerably and inalterably ours.
To need to dominate others is to need others. The commander is dependent.
Could it think, the heart would stop beating.
Yes, talking to people makes me sleepy.
All beginnings are involuntary.
Never read a book to the end, nor even in sequence and without skipping.
The sea with an end can be Greek or Roman: the endless sea is Portuguese.
I think of life as an inn where I have to stay until the abyss coach arrives. I don’t know where it will take me, for I know nothing.
Life is good, but Wine is better.
I come closer to my desk as to a bulwark against life.
I believe that saying a thing is to keep its virtues and take away its terror.
The beauty of a naked body is felt only by the dressed races.
Life is a thread that someone entangled.
These pages are not my confession; they’re my definition. And I feel, as I begin to write it, that I can write it with some semblance of truth.
Attention to detail and a perfectionist instinct, far from stimulating action, are character qualities that lead to renunciation. Better to dream than to be.
I belong to a generation – assuming that this generation includes others besides me – that lost its faith in the gods of the old religions as well as in the gods of modern nonreligions. I reject Jehova as I reject humanity.
Strength without agility is a mere mass.
Myth is the nothing that is all.