Life was certainly more entertaining when people were indulging their vices as opposed to going to meetings to indulge in a new vice: discussing their innermost thoughts in public.

No one I knew talked about money. It's not an area of interest.

Perhaps the least cheering statement ever made on the subject of art is that life imitates it.

Bread that must be sliced with an axe is bread that is too nourishing.

My dream writing room would be the Imperial Library in Vienna.

I hate all jobs. I've never had a job I liked.

Generally speaking, it is inhumane to detain a fleeting insight.