All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.
There has never been a time in which I have been convinced from within myself that I am alive. You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away. I have a constant longing, my dear sir, to catch a glimpse of things as they may have been before they show themselves to me.
I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.
The limited circle is pure.
He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found.
I am more uncertain than I ever was; I feel only the power of life. And I am senselessly empty.
Alas," said the mouse, "the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into." "You only need to change your direction," said the cat, and ate it up.
The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
In me, by myself, without human relationship, there are no visible lies. The limited circle is pure.
This morning, for the first time in a long time, the joy again of imagining a knife twisted in my heart.
I passed by the brothel as though past the house of a beloved.
Human nature, essentially changeable, as unstable as the dust, can endure no restraint; if it binds itself it soon begins to tear madly at its bonds, until it rends everything asunder, the wall, the bonds, and its very self.
I carry the bars within me.
Some books seem like a key to unfamiliar rooms in one’s own castle.
Always first draw fresh breath after outbursts of vanity and complacency.
In man's struggle against the world, bet on the world.
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
Celibacy and suicide are a similar levels of understanding, suicide and a martyr's death not so by any means, perhaps marriage and a martyr's death.
Photography concentrates one's eye on the superficial. For that reason it obscures the hidden life which glimmers through the outlines of things like a play of light and shade. One can't catch that even with the sharpest lens.
Maybe innocence makes its way easiest through the elemental chaos of this world.
Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
The cruelty of death lies in the fact that it brings the real sorrow of the end, but not the end. The greatest cruelty of death: an apparent end causes a real sorrow. Our salvation is death, but not this one.
To animalise is humane, to humanise is animal.
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