You know what mistake is constantly made? That of believing that life can't be changed, that once taken a track you must follow it through to the end. Fate is more creative than that. Just when you think you're in a dead-end situation, when you reach a peak of desperation, with the speed of a gust of wind everything changes, it's overwhelmed, and from a moment to the next you find yourself in the middle of a new life.
Modern man thinks he loses something, time, when he does not do things quickly. Yet he does not know what to do with the time he gains, except kill it.
We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are: that is the fact.
Each of us has heaven and hell in him.
Who lives, when they live, are not seen: they live. If one should see their own life, it means they're not living it anymore: they are subjected to it, they're pulling it.
And everything together, all the voices,
all the destinations, all the wishes,
all the pains, all the joy, all the good and evil,
all that together made up your world.
All that was the river of what was to come,
it was life's music.
But every man is more than just himself he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way and never again.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
There is an infity of ways of committing suicide without dying.
It's wonderful to fight with persuasion, embracing life and living passionately. Losing elegantly and winning daringly.