Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

We talk about the American Dream, and want to tell the world about the American Dream, but what is that Dream, in most cases, but the dream of material things? I sometimes think that the United States for this reason is the greatest failure the world has ever seen.

It was a great mistake, my being born a man, I would have been much more successful as a seagull or a fish. As it is, I will always be a stranger who never feels at home, who does not really want and is not really wanted, who can never belong, who must be a little in love with death!

We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.

We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.

We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open.

How thick the fog is. I can't see the road. All the people in the world could pass by and I would never know. I wish it was always that way. It's getting dark already. It will soon be night, thank goodness.