Truths begin by a conflict with the police - and end by calling them in.

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.

What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you - what a revelation.

One can experience loneliness in two ways: by feeling lonely in the world or by feeling the loneliness of the world.

History is nothing but a procession of false Absolutes, a series of temples raised to pretexts, a degradation of the mind before the Improbable.

If a man has not, by the time he is thirty, yielded to the fascination of every form of extremism—I don't know whether he is to be admired or scorned, regarded as a saint or a corpse.

Every word affords me pain. Yet how sweet it would be if I could hear what the flowers have to say about death!