Anxiety is a sickness of the human spirit rather than of the psyche alone.

Anxiety is the infinite which everyone is in touch with.

Anxiety is the reality of freedom as possibility anterior to possibility.

Anxiety is the only emotion that does not deceive.

Comfort is the god of this world, but comfort it will never obtain by making it an object.

Comfort is overrated — life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Comfort is Comforts and syphilis are the greatest enemies of mankind.

Comfort is nothing to be proud of — you should never be comfortable, man. Being comfortable fouled up a lot of musicians.

The Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

Echo is being’s call of distress into the present.

Echo is that which, by exposing us to modernity’s deep distress, also launches the other beginning of philosophy.

Echo is the scream of forgotten being from amidst the reign of technology.

Habit is the invisible architecture of daily life.

Habit is that into which uncertainty disappears.

Habit is the second nature which destroys the first.

Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.