There is a war going on out there, and it's only worth waking to the dying night if you are prepared to be utterly ruthless'; a war - he kept scannin… - László Krasznahorkai

empirical evidence is precisely that which is sacred in so-called scientific thought, and by these means — there’s no point in denying it — we can go far, but at the same time, by following this method, we greatly distance ourselves from the problem, because it’s so, but so manifest that empirical proof itself is something that no one has ever heretofore truly dealt with, namely, no one has ever wished genuinely to confront the deeply problematic nature of empirical verification as such, because whoever did this went mad, or appeared to be a pure dilettante,

He looked tired, exhausted even, but it was as if this were the specific thing that had exhausted him, not ordinary everyday matters but one single all-consuming care; it was obviously a fatigue born out of decades of vigilance, exhaustion owing to the knowledge that any moment he might be killed by that immeasurable weight of fat.

…era alquanto facilitato nel sentire l’umana nullità rispetto al vertiginoso infinito della volta celeste, si muoveva libero nello spazio immenso e imperscrutabile come se quello fosse il suo vero mondo, in questo, prigioniero della sua libertà, non riusciva a trovare posto, soffocato dall’incommensurabile ristrettezza di tale “desolante aridità”…