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What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?
Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.
Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.
Crime in full glory consolidates authority by the sacred fear it inspires.
Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.
Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.
The more we try to rest ourselves from our Egos, the deeper we sink into it.
When we cannot be delivered from ourselves, we delight in devouring ourselves.
God - a disease we imagine we are cured of because no one dies of it nowadays.
Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all he knows.
Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven't been cut off.
The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.
If, at the limit, you can rule without crime, you cannot do so without injustices.
Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.
In order to have the stuff of a tyrant, a certain mental derangement is necessary.
The mind is the result of the torments the flesh undergoes or inflicts upon itself.
Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.
A people represents not so much an aggregate of ideas and theories as of obsessions.
No one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one.
Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.
We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.
It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.
Our works, whatever they may be, derive from our incapacity to kill or to kill ourselves.
Society is not a disease, it is a disaster. What a stupid miracle that one can live in it.
Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
A marvel that has nothing to offer, democracy is at once a nation's paradise and its tomb.
What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?
Insomnia is a vertiginous lucidity that can convert paradise itself into a place of torture.
Who Rebels? Who rises in arms? Rarely the slave, but almost always the oppressor turned slave.
We understand God by everything in ourselves that is fragmentary, incomplete, and inopportune.
The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.
In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws.
Criticism is a misconception: we must read not to understand others but to understand ourselves.
For you who no longer posses it, freedom is everything, for us who do, it is merely an illusion.
To venture upon an undertaking of any kind, even the most insignificant, is to sacrifice to envy.
Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.
Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.
Anyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher's the poet's equal there.
My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.
I saw that philosophy had no power to make my life more bearable. Thus I lost my belief in philosophy.
Each concession we make is accompanied by an inner diminution of which we are not immediately conscious.
One does not inhabit a country; one inhabits a language. That is our country, our fatherland - and no other.
Man must vanquish himself, must do himself violence, in order to perform the slightest action untainted by evil.
I lost my sleep, and this is the greatest tragedy that can befall someone. It is much worse than sitting in prison.
The capital phenomenon, the most catastrophic disaster, is uninterrupted sleeplessness, that nothingness without release.
We would not be interested in human beings if we did not have the hope of someday meeting someone worse off than ourselves.
One should live and die where one was born... I've been bored everywhere I went. What was the point of leaving Coasta Boacu?
To act is to anchor in an imminent future, so imminent it becomes almost tangible; to act is to feel you are consubstantial with that future.
A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay for the invention of speech.