Empires and churches are born under the sun of death.

I lived with the only continuity, day to day, of the me-me-me.

Everybody knows that pestilences have a way of recurring in the world; yet somehow we find it hard to believe in ones that crash down on our heads from a blue sky.

My great idea is that we must forgive the Pope. First of all, he needs it more than anyone else. Besides, it is the only way of placing oneself above him.

To lose the touch of flowers and women's hands is the supreme separation.

There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.

True artists scorn nothing.