Life’s greatest gift is the freedom it leaves you to step out of it whenever you choose.

There is no use being alive if one must work. The event from which each of us is entitled to expect the revelation of his own life’s meaning - that event which I may not yet have found, but on whose path I seek myself - is not earned by work.

As I go on my way I may happen to fall from a precipice or be pursued by stones, but each time, I beg you to believe, it’s only a reality.

I have played along with the music just for a second, and now I don’t know what to think of suicide, for if I want to separate myself from myself the exit is from this side and, I spitefully add, the entry, the reentry is on the other side.