A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.

In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.

I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.

All language is but a poor translation.

Books are a narcotic.

Now I can look at you in peace; I don't eat you any more.

In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.

There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe.. but not for us.

He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.

There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe.. but not for us.

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.

Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.

The meaning of life is that it stops.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.