He is an emancipated thinker who is not afraid to write foolish things.

The sea has neither meaning nor pity.

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

Those who come a hundred or two hundred years after us will despise us for having lived our lives so stupidly and tastelessly. Perhaps they'll find a means to be happy.

A good upbringing means not that you won't spill sauce on the tablecloth, but that you won't notice it when someone else does.

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.

And what does it mean -- dying? Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and only the five we know are lost at death, while the other ninety-five remain alive.