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“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.”

“My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me”

“Be a little kinder than you have to.”

“Soft hearts make the universe worth living in.”

“A savage desire for strong emotions and sensations burns inside me: a rage against this soft-tinted, shallow, standardized and sterilized life, and a mad craving to smash something up, a department store, say, or a cathedral, or myself.”

“I and me are always too deeply in conversation.”

“After awhile you could get used to anything.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. I hear. Your silence is loud.”

“Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”

“My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.”

“Suddenly I become filled with a consuming impatience to be gone.”

“These violent delights have violent ends.”

“Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

“If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company.”