“You lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world that’s inside you.”
“Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
“To create, I’ve destroyed myself. I have so externalized myself on the inside that I don’t exist there except externally. I’m the empty stage where various actors act out various plays. I’ve created various personalities within. I constantly create personalities. Each of my dreams, as soon as I start dreaming it, is immediately incarnated in another person, who is then the one dreaming it, and not I.”
“I am not here. I have no face. Other people have faces. Their world is the real world. The things they lift are heavy. They say yes, they say no; whereas I shift and change and am seen through in a second.”
My loss? I had to lie to make people like you. You have to lie to make people dislike me.