Anyone who believes cannot experience miracles. By day one does not see any stars. Anyone who does miracles says: I cannot let goof the earth.

It is comforting to reflect that the disproportion of things in the world seems to be only arithmetical.

If you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.

All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.

You need not even listen, just wait...the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself.

This morning, for the first time in a long time, the joy again of imagining a knife twisted in my heart.

He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found.