“Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways. We become closed – not only to people’s pain – but also their happiness.”

The paranoid is never entirely mistaken.

Where they love they do not desire and where they desire they do not love.

Out of your vulnerabilities will come your strength.

Neurosis is the inability to tolerate ambiguity.

Love in the form of longing and deprivation lowers the self regard.

Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me.

Dreams are constructed from the residue of yesterday..

I had thought about cocaine in a kind of day-dream.

The goal of all life is death.

Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy. Children are completely egoistic; they feel their needs intensely and strive ruthlessly to satisfy them.

Loneliness and darkness have just robbed me of my valuables.

None believes in his own death. In the unconscious everyone is convinced of his own immortality.

It is that we are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never no helplessly unhappy as when we have lost our loved object of its love.

In the small matters trust the mind, in the large ones the heart.

Two hallmarks of a healthy life are the abilities to love and to work. Each requires imagination.

Words have a magical power. They can bring either the greatest happiness or deepest despair; they can transfer knowledge from teacher to student; words enable the orator to sway his audience and dictate its decisions.

All the dreams you planted in my eyes, will someday haunt you alive.

He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.

Bittersweet memories dancing in the pupils of my hollowed out eyes, these sugar-coated recollections attempt to latch onto me ultimately eating me alive.

Rest assured, as long as I am alive any book purporting to be with my cooperation is a falsehood.

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.

I am still alive then. That may come in useful.

If you kill me, I promise you – you will never take me alive.