“Makes almost everybody uncomfortable, and a few, extraordinarily rich.”

But still I know that writing this diary can perhaps provide the answer; it may even help produce the right future.

Not only do we traverse a realm of shadows; but ourselves are shadows.

To be in love with one of those images was worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps we always want the person we love to have the existenceof a ghost).

Like all unrequited love, takes its toll in the long run.

It is widely held in high regard.

To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares

Love is a privilege perception, the most total and lucid not only of the unreality of the world but of our own unreality

The sea is endless when you are in a rowboat.

Which one will it be? Time alone will tell.

Life has now taught me that love for things,

The body is imaginary, and we bow to the tyranny of a phantom.

I believe we lose immortality because we have not conquered our opposition to death;

And the reason I am so nervous is that everything I do now is leading me to one of three possible futures…

People love nobody as much as they do their hatred.

Perhaps we always want the person we love, to have the existence of a ghost.

Revolution: Political movement which gets many people´s hopes up, let´s even more people down

It is remarkable that men, when they differ in what they think considerable, will be apt to differ in almost everything else; their difference begets contradiction; contradiction begets heat; heat quickly rises into resentment, rage, and ill-will; thus they differ in affections, as they differ in judgment.

I really feel the novel has certain conveniences about it and has something so fundamental about it you could almost say that as long as there is paper, there is going to be the novel.

To destroy a man is difficult, almost as difficult as to create one: it has not been easy, nor quick, but you Germans have succeeded. Here we are, docile under your gaze; from our side you have nothing more to fear; no acts of violence, no words of defiance, not even a look of judgment.

Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted.

When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead

I had that. I could almost feel the miles between us shrinking, as if we were at two ends of some invisible elastic thread.

Painting is something that you need to do, if not every day, then certainly most days. It is almost like being a pianist: if you stop, you lose something.

Great men are almost always bad men, even when they exercise influence and not authority: still more when you superadd the tendency or the certainty of corruption by authority.