“…that double-headed monster of damnation and salvation—Time.”

“[Y]ou cannot mention everything in its proper place, you must choose, between the things not worth mentioning and those and those even less so.”

“And yet sometimes it seems to me I am there, among the incriminated scenes, tottering under the attributes peculiar to the lords of creation … Yes, more than once I almost took myself for the other, all but suffered after his fashion, the space of an instant.”

“I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all.”

“Ah earth you old extinguisher.”

“Yes, there is no good pretending, it is hard to leave everything.”

“They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.”

“I must be happy, he said, it is less pleasant than I should have thought.”

“The more people I meet the happier I become.”

“In the name of Bacon will you chicken me up that egg.Shall I swallow cave-phantoms?”

“It is suicide to be abroad. But what it is to be at home, … what it is to be at home? A lingering dissolution.”

“I can’t go on, I’ll go on.”

“The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.”

“The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.”