When you know quite absolutely that everything is unreal, you then cannot see why you should take the trouble to prove it.

It's not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.

Characteristic of sickness: to stay awake when everything sleeps, when everything is at rest, even the sick man.

The feeling of being the thousand years behind, or ahead, of the others, of belonging to the beginnings or to the end of humanity...