I tell myself lies and soon I believe them.

I knew then that the person on the outside was only a shell, a presence to be seen and provoked. Inside was the real me, where my tears joined the tears of all the sad people to form the three waterfalls in the night country.

Inside all people there is love, also the need to take care of the other man who is his brother. Inside everyone is a savage, but there is also happening tenderness and compassion.

what is a german? to say a man is a german, what is that? does it tell you if he is a good man? or a bad man? no, my friend, it tells you nothing about a man to say he is german. a man must think what he is inside. what he is on the outside, how can this matter?

I wish to cup knowledge in my hand and drink it as one drinks water by the side of the stream.

Words are like diamonds. Polish them too much, and all you get are pebbles.

My job is essentially that of an entertainer, no different to that of a musician, no different to that of an actor. I just happen to be an author.