Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world.
Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
It was the only way to progress, to stop.
I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.
Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
The sky sinks in the morning, this fact has been insufficiently observed.
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.
The essential doesn't change.
That double-headed monster of damnation and salvation--Time.
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
Words are all we have.
The memory came faint and cold of the story I might have told, a story in the likeness of my life, I mean without the courage to end or the strength to go on.
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
It sometimes happens and will sometimes happen again that I forget who I am and strut before my eyes, like a stranger.
Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
I had little talent for happiness.
To-morrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of to-day?
We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench
If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead.
Mysterious affair, electricity.
God is a witness that cannot be sworn.
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