And, like the great damned souls, I shall always feel that thinking is worth more than living.

Life is good, but Wine is better.

To choose ways of not acting was ever the concern and scruple of my life.

I’ve dreamed a lot. I’m tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams I have achieved everything.

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

To kill our dream life would be to kill ourselves, to mutilate our soul. Dreaming is the one thing we have that's really ours, invulnerably and inalterably ours.

We’ve been devastated by the severest and deadliest drought in history – that of our profound awareness of the futility of all effort and the vanity of all plans.