Thoughts and feelings change sometimes, as one crosses the frontiers.

If our Gods and our hopes are nothing but scientific phenomena, then let us admit it must be said that our love is scientific as well.

I am a man who knows nothing, guesses sometimes, finds frequently and who's always amazed.

My own self-consciousness cries out to me coldly: how does one love zero?

Uncertainty is a quality to be cherished, therefore – if not for it, who would dare to undertake anything?

Brunettes are full of electricity.

I have come with this message: since our gods and our aspirations are no longer anything but scientific, why shouldn't our loves be so too?