My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it's dragging me down to the bottom; but I love my stone. I can't live without it.

You are right in demanding that an artist approach his work consciously, but you are confusing two concepts: the solution of a problem and the correct formulation of a problem. Only the second is required of the artist.

I don't like being successful; the subjects which sit in my head are annoyed and jealous of what has already been written.

A woman can become a man's friend only in the following stages - first an acquantaince, next a mistress, and only then a friend.

The unhappy are egotistical, base, unjust, cruel, and even less capable of understanding one another than are idiots. Unhappinessdoes not unite people, but separates them.

Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.

A good person will feel guilty even before a dog.