It would be wrong to refuse to face the fact that everything is fundamentally sick and sad.
The only friends I have are the dead who have bequeathed their writings to me--I have no others.
We publish only to satisfy out craving for fame; there's no other motive except the even baser one of making money....
Very often we write down a sentence too early, then another too late; what we have to do is write it down at the proper time, otherwise it's lost.
Instead of committing suicide, people go to work.
We only really face up to ourselves when we are afraid.
