The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.

When we read, we are not looking for new ideas, but to see our own thoughts given the seal of confirmation on the printed page. The words that strike us are those that awake an echo in a zone we have already made our own—the place where we live—and the vibration enables us to find fresh starting points within ourselves

You don't remember days, you remember moments.

A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.

Artists are the monks of the bourgeois state.

From someone who doesn't want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette

Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi. (Death will come and it will have your eyes.)