“A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.”

I’d come to realize that all our troubles spring from our failure to use plain, clear-cut language.

What is there to fear in such a regular world?

People who live in society have learnt how to see themselves, in mirrors, as they appear to their friends. I have no friends: is that why my flesh is so naked?

What is important is not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.

Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.

My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep.

I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.

Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

Better to die on one’s feet than to live on one’s knees.

One could only damage oneself through the harm one did to others. One could never get directly at oneself.

You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.

People are like dice. We throw ourselves in the direction of our own choosing.

I’ve dropped out of their hearts like a little sparrow fallen from its nest. So gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart – and you’ll see how nice I can be.

There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.

I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.

I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in, but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted.

Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.

Let go of what let go of you-make room for what seeks to be held.

How wide are you willing to open your mind for me. I’d like to leave pieces of me everywhere.

Don’t let them take a piece of you when they leave.

Physical violence is inflicted with weapons, but emotional violence is inflicted with words; words can leave invisible scars that can take years, or even lifetimes, to heal.

A person who is gifted sees the essential point and leaves the rest as surplus.

If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.