There was no more good or evil in this world than we imagine there to be, either out of greed or out of innocence. Or sometimes madness.

Paris is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.

somethings can only be seen in the shadows

In my schoolboy reveries, we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and secondhand dreams.

The only way you can truly get to know an author is through the trail of ink he leaves behind him. The person you think you see is only an empty character: truth is always hidden in fiction.

Some like to believe it's the book that chooses the person.

Wine turns the wise man into a fool and the fool into a wise man.