The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

The criminal is not alone when he returns to the scene of the crime; he is joined there by his victim, and both are driven by the same curiosity: to relive that moment which stamped past and future for each.

There are real people behind the [Bible] stories.

Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?

Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking and loving and dreaming.

Think higher, feel deeper.

I'm not a military man. I wish I were, then maybe I could give some advice.