I don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.

My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying.

If I wanted to order a ring for myself, the inscription I should choose would be: "Nothing passes away." I believe that nothing passes away without leaving a trace, and that every step we take, however small, has significance for our present and our future existence.

Better a debauched canary than a pious wolf.

Whoever sincerely believes that elevated and distant goals are as little use to man as a cow, that "all of our problems" come fromsuch goals, is left to eat, drink, sleep, or, when he gets sick of that, to run up to a chest and smash his forehead on its corner.

One usually dislikes a play while writing it, but afterward it grows on one. Let others judge and make decisions.

Let the things that happen on the stage be just as complex and yet just as simple as they are in life. For instance, people are having a meal, just having a meal, but at the same time their happiness is being created, or their lives are being smashed up.