Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.

Nobody knows much about women, not even Freud, not even women themselves. But it's like electricity: you don't need to know how it works to get a shock on the fingers.

I don't belong to any side. What's more, I think flags are nothing but painted rags that represent rancid emotions. Just seeing someone wrapped up in one of them, spewing out hymns, badges and speeches, gives me the runs. I've always thought that anyone who needs to join a herd so badly must be a bit of a sheep himself

Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.

It might have been that notion, or just chance, or its more flamboyant relative, destiny.

Does the madman know he is mad? Or are the madmen those who insist o. Convincing him of his unreason in order to safeguard their own idea of reality?

One mustn't dream of one's future; one must earn it.