When you know yourself well and do not despise yourself utterly, it is because you are too exhausted to indulge in extreme feelings.

A relief bordering on orgasm at the notion that one will never again embrace a cause, any cause...

An impostor, a 'humbug,' conscious of being so and therefore a self-spectator, is necessarily more advanced in knowledge than a steady mind full of merits and …

I pride myself on my capacity to perceive the transitory character of everything. An odd gift which has spoiled all my joys; better: all my sensations.