After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it's sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.
Tristetea, ca si suferinta, ne revela existenta, deoarece în ele avem în constiinta separatia noastra de lumea obiectiva si nelinistea care da un caracter tragic vietuirii în existenta. Daca ar exista un zeu al tristetii, lui nu i-ar putea creste decât aripi negre si grele, pentru a zbura nu înspre ceruri, ci în infern.
Do I have YOUR permission to be a Supernatural God? If I want to open heaven, and in a moment in time, touch the heart of a daughter and supernaturally break all the darkness, shame, and torment in her life, MAY I DO THAT?
If some persons died and others did not die death would indeed be a terrible affliction.
The shame that tormented me was all the more corrosive for having no very clear origin: I didn't know why I felt so tainted, and worthless, and wrong-only that I did, and whenever I looked up from my books I was swamped by slimy waters rushing in from all sides.
It is usually unbearably painful to read a book by an author who knows way less than you do, unless the book is a novel.
Politics is such a torment that I advise everyone I love not to mix with it.
Love begets love. This torment is my joy.
The paparazzi terrify and torment people and endanger people and it's really unpleasant.
Marriage is the torment of one, the felicity of two, the strife and enmity of three.
The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.