In laughter we always find an unavowed intention to humiliate and consequently to correct our neighbour.
Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven't been cut off.
By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.
The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.
I do not forgive myself for being born. It is as if creeping into this world, I had profaned a mystery, betrayed some momentous pledge, committed a fault of nameless gravity.
Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
I don’t understand why we must do things in this world, why we must have friends and aspirations, hopes and dreams. Wouldn’t it be better to retreat to a faraway corner of the world, where all its noise and complications would be heard no more? Then we could renounce culture and ambitions; we would lose everything and gain nothing; for what is there to be gained from this world?
I am just focused on what's in front of me. I really can't worry about or complain about the WBO situation at this point.
The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our will.
Some persons think that they have to look like a hedgehog to be pious.
I repeat that the poor, the sufferers from leprosy, the rejected, the alcoholics, whom we serve, are beautiful people. Many of them have wonderful personalities. The experience which we have by serving them, we must pass on to people who have not had that wonderful experience.