However incoherent a human existence may be, human unity is not bothered by it.

The true voyagers are those who go for the sake of traveling . . . and without quite knowing why, they say, 'Let us depart!'.

You walk on corpses, beauty, undismayed.

I have more memories than if I were a thousand years old.

I sit in the sky like a sphinx misunderstood; My heart of snow is wed to the whiteness of swans; I hate the movement that displaces the rigid lines, With lips untaught neither tears nor laughter do I know.

A child sees everything in a sense of newness - he is always drunk. Genius is nothing but childhood re-attained at will.

This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.