What's given, in fact, always depends on the person or thing it's given to. A minor incident in the street brings the cook to the door and entertains him more than I would be entertained by contemplating the most original idea, by reading the greatest book, or by having the most gratifying of useless dreams. If life is basically monotony, he has escaped it more than I. And he escapes it more easily than I. The truth isn't with him or with me, because it isn't with anyone, but happiness does belong to him.

Life hurls us like a stone, and we sail through the air saying, "look at me move.

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.

Wise is he who enjoys the show offered by the world.

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

All beginnings are involuntary.

Let us sculpt in hopeless silence all our dreams of speaking.