O night in which the stars feign light, O night that alone is the size of the Universe, make me, body and soul, part of your body, so that—being mere darkness—I’ll lose myself and become night as well...
O meu misticismo é não querer saber. É viver e não pensar nisso.
I’m beginning to know myself. I don’t exist. I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others made of me. Just let me be at ease and all by myself in my room.
I’m astounded whenever I finish something. Astounded and distressed. My perfectionist instinct should inhibit me from finishing; it should inhibit me from even beginning. But I get distracted and star...
I wander as I walk straight ahead. When it’s time, I show up at the office like everyone else. When it’s not time, I go to the river to gaze at the river, like everyone else. I’m no different. And beh...
For me life is an inn where I must stay until the carriage from the abyss calls to collect me [...] I could consider this inn to be a prison, since I’m compelled to stay here; I could consider it a ki...
All effort is pointless, but it passes the time. Reasoning is sterile, but amusing. Loving is tedious, but possibly preferable to not loving.
A sexualidade é uma ética animal, a primeira e a mais instintiva das éticas.
167It’s one of those days when the monotony of everything oppresses me like being thrown into jail. The monotony of everything is merely the monotony of myself, however. Each face, even if seen just y...
To conceive of myself from the outside was my ruin – the ruin of my happiness. I saw myself as others see me, and I despised myself – not because I had character traits that made me worthy of contempt...
Reducir las necesidades al mínimo, para no depender en nada de los demás.
Nada fica de nada. Nada somos.Um pouco ao sol e ao ar nos atrasamosDa irrespirável treva que nos peseDa húmida terra imposta,Cadáveres adiados que procriam.Leis feitas, 'státuas vistas, odes findas -...
Let others take up my madnessAnd all that went with it.Without madness what is manBut a healthy beast, A postponed corpse that breeds?
It could have been any number of things: hardship, grief or simply the suffering born of the indifference that comes from having suffered too much.
I've always been an ironic dreamer, unfaithful to my inner promises.Like a complete outsider, a casual observer of whom I thought I was,I've always enjoyed watching my daydreams go down in defeat.I wa...
Pensar uma flor é vê-la e cheirá-la E comer um fruto é saber-lhe o sentido.
Izolacja przykroiła mnie na swój obraz i podobieństwo. Obecność drugiej osoby - jakiejkolwiek osoby - opóźnia natychmiast mój proces myślenia i podczas gdy normalnego człowieka kontakt z innymi pobudz...