I enjoy wording. Words for me are tangible bodies, visible sirens, incarnate sensualities.

There's something vile (and all the more vile because ridiculous) in the tendency of feeble men to make universal tragedies out of the sad comedies of their private woes.

My dreams are a stupid refuge, like an umbrella against a thunderbolt.

I realize that, while often happy and often cheerful, I am always sad.

The value of things is not the time they last, but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people!

Success consists in being successful, not in having potential for success. Any wide piece of ground is the potential site of a palace, but there's no palace till it's built.

I crave time in all its duration, and I want to be myself unconditionally.