I write of love and death. What other subjects are there?

Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them.

No specter assails us in more varied disguises than loneliness, and one of its most impenetrable masks is called love.

To be practical in life means to take everything seriously and nothing tragically.

The principal task of friendship is to foster one`s friends` illusions.

Sleep does make us all equal, it seems to me, like his big brother-Death.

You never so much want to be happy with a woman as when you know that you're ceasing to care for her.