Our first intuitions are the true ones.

Negation is the mind's first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs; once acquired it can imprison us.

Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.

The more we try to rest ourselves from our Egos, the deeper we sink into it.

Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.

What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?