The cause of my profound sense of incompatibility with others is, I believe, that most people think with their feelings, whereas I feel with my thoughts.For the ordinary man, to feel is to live, and t...
I'm sick of everything, and of the everythingness of everything.
Every spoken word double-crosses us. The only tolerable form of communication is the written word, since it isn't a stone in a bridge between souls but a ray of light between stars.
من سينقذني من الوجود؟ ليس الموت ما أريد، ولا الحياة: بل ذلك الشيء الآخر الذي يسطع عمق القلق مثل ماسة محتملة في جوف مغارة لا يمكن الهبوط إليها
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To possess something is to lose it. To feel something without possessing it is to keep it, because in that way one extracts its essence.
Pasmo sempre quando acabo qualquer coisa. Pasmo e desolo-me. O meu instinto de perfeição deveria inibir-me de acabar; deveria inibir-me até de dar começo. Mas distraio-me e faço. O que consigo é um pr...
I’m certain, but my certainty is a lie. To be certain is to not be seeing. The day after tomorrow doesn’t exist. This is what exists: A blue sky that’s a bit hazy and some white clouds on the horizon,...
A beleza é o nome de qualquer cousa que não existeQue eu dou às cousas em troca do agrado que me dão. Não significa nada.
What's attacking me now is a direct humanitarianism ...
To live is to not think.
Só esta liberdade nos concedemOs deuses: submetermo-nosAo seu domínio por vontade nossa.Mais vale assim fazermosPorque só na ilusão da liberdadeA liberdade existe.
Si la liberación no está dentro de mí, no está, para mi, en ninguna parte.
Se te queres matar, porque não te queres matar?Ah, aproveita! que eu, que tanto amo a morte e a vida,
In me all affections take place on the surface, but sincerely. I've always been an actor, and in earnest. Whenever I've loved, I've pretended to love, pretending it even to myself.
I forget. I don't see. I don't think.
And leaning on the windowsill to enjoy the day, gazing at the variegated mass of the whole city, just one thought fills my soul: that I profoundly wish to die, to cease, to see no more light shining o...
In this metallic age of barbarians, only a relentless cultivation of our ability to dream, to analyse and to captivate can prevent our personality from degenerating into nothing or else into a persona...
Chove. Que fiz eu da vida?Fiz o que ela fez de mim...
What once was moral is now, for us, aesthetic … What was social is now individual