Let us not be needlessly bitter: certain failures are sometimes fruitful.

Reality is a creation of our excesses.

For you who no longer possess it, freedom is everything, for us who do, it is merely an illusion.

What every man who loves his country hopes for in his inmost heart: the suppression of half his compatriots.

How easy it is to be "deep": all you have to do is let yourself sink into your own flaws.

When people come to me saying they want to kill themselves, I tell them, "What’s your rush? You can kill yourself any time you like. So calm down. Suicide is a positive act." And they do calm down.

Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out everyday: Massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without hating each other to death?