Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

The desire for high status is never stronger than in situations where "ordinary" life fails to answer a median need for dignity and comfort.

To look at the paper is to raise a seashell to one's ear and to be overwhelmed by the roar of humanity.

There's a whole category of people who miss out by not allowing themselves to be weird enough.

Feeling lost, crazy and desperate belongs to a good life as much as optimism, certainty and reason.

The finest proof of our loyalty toward one another was our monstrous disloyalties towards everyone else.