It is always "Youth, youth," when there is nothing else to be said.

After us they'll fly in hot air balloons, coat styles will change, perhaps they'll discover a sixth sense and cultivate it, but life will remain the same, a hard life full of secrets, but happy. And a thousand years from now man will still be sighing, "Oh! Life is so hard!" and will still, like now, be afraid of death and not want to die.

And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life.

Nothing lulls and inebriates like money; when you have a lot, the world seems a better place than it actually is.

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

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

Every person lives his real, most interesting life under the cover of secrecy.