...with the end of my breath, which is the beginning of yours.

There is no use being alive if one must work. The event from which each of us is entitled to expect the revelation of his own life’s meaning - that event which I may not yet have found, but on whose path I seek myself - is not earned by work.

Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything.

At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth. But the cruel trials witches suffered teach us the opposite. Many perished precisely because they were young and beautiful.

The imaginary is what tends to become real.

Surrealism is based on the belief in the omnipotence of dreams, in the undirected play of thought.

There is nothing with which it is so dangerous to take liberties as liberty itself.