What we pay for with our lives never costs too much.
I have abandon the beggarly necessity of living. I live without it.
We become aware of the void as we fill it.
He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with.
In no one did I find who I should be like. And I stayed like that: like no one.
In full light we are not even a shadow.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.
A great deal that I no longer continue, within myself, continues there on its own.
My "I" has gone farther and farther away from me. Today it is my farthest "you".
You think you are killing me. I think you are committing suicide.
I am in myself so little that what they do with me scarcely interests me.
My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.
I began my comedy as its only actor, and come to the end of it as its only spectator.
The less a creature thinks he is, the more he bears. And if he thinks he is nothing, he bears everything.
Sometimes it is as though I were in hell, and I do not grieve. I do not find anything to grieve over.
If I were someone who led himself I would not take the path that leads to death.
I have come one step away from everything. And here I stay, far from everything, one step away.
You are a puppet, but in the hands of the infinite, which may be your own.
Beyond my body my veins are invisible.
Only a few arrive at nothing, because the way is long.
When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller.
The dream which is not fed with dream disappears.
When I say to myself - who says it? Who does he says it to?
To be somone is to be someone alone. To be someone is solitude.
He who makes paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger.
As long as we think we are worth something, we wrong ourselves.
One learns not to need by needing.
I would ask something more of this world if it had something more.
Yes, I am preoccupied with myself. But I have forgotten what that means.
When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.
If you could escape from your sufferings, and did so, where would you go outside them?
I believe that the soul consist of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.
Everything is nothing, but afterwards. After having suffer everything.
Every time I wake I understand how easy it is to be nothing.
Near me nothing but distances.
The void terrifies you, and you open your eyes wider!
The killer of souls does not kill a hundred of souls. He kills one soul a hundred times.
The soul of all is only the soul of each one.
The heart is an infinity of massive chains, chaining little handfuls of air.
My body separates me from every being and from every thing. Nothing but my body.
Some things, in order to shaw me their lack of existence, become mine.
You can own nothing, if you give back its light to the sun.
The taste of "mine" is not bitter, but it nourishes no one.
When I have nothing left; I will ask for no more.
In my silence only my voice is missing.
Nothing that is complete breaths.
We have a world for each one, but we do not have a world for all.
I am chained to the earth to pay for freedom of my eyes.
The far away, the very far away, the farthest I have found only in my blood.
Man goes nowhere. Everything comes to man, like tomorrow.
My bits of time play with eternity.
A ray of light erased your name. Now I do not know who you are.
It is when I assent to nothing that I assent to all.
Nothing - it is said of this, of that, of almost everything. Only it is never said of nothing.
When Iam asleep I dream what I dream when I am awake. It's a continuous dream.
The summits guide, but among summits.
If you do not rise your eyes you will think that you are the highlight point.
You will find the distance that separates you from them, by joining them.
I come from dying, not from been born. From having been born I am going.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
A new pain enters and the old pains of the household receive it with their silence, not with their death.
I will help you to approach if you approach, and keep away if you keep away.
Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.
A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.
Not everyone does evil, but everyone stands accused.
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.
These who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
He is small who hides in order to show himself.
That in the man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
You do not see the river of tears because it lack one tear of your own.
Following straight lines shortens distances and also life.
Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am part may remain a balance.
Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
For as long and insofar as it cannot be, it is almost always a reproach to everything that can.
When there is no treasure to show night is a treasure.
A hundred years die in a moment, just as a moment dies in a moment.
In its last moment the whole of my life will last only a moment.
Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinks that suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise.
Sometimes at night I light a lamp as not to see.
He who is imprisoned in evil does not escape from it for fear of encountering - evil.
If you are not going to change your route, why change your guide?
I saw a dead man. And I was little, little, little... My God, what a great thing a dead man is!
Yes, one must suffer, even in vain, so as not to have lived in vain.
No on understands that you have given everything. You must give more.
If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud, Oh, if only I could!
I love you as you are, but do not tell me how it is.
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
The shadows: some hide, others reveal.
You are fastened to them and cannot understand how, because they are not fastened to you.
When I see myself I ask: "What others think they see?"
The loss of a thing affects us until we have lost it altogether.
My dignity ask him who does me no harm to do me no harm. Of him who harms me it asks nothing.
The sun illuminates the night, it does not turn it into light.
You are always telling a dream. When do you dream it?
The harm that I have not done, what harm it has done!
Even the smallest of creatures carries a sun in its eyes.