My manuscripts sleep, while I cannot, for I am covered with poultices.

A long time ago I decided that my universe will be the soul and heart of man.

Nothing is more beautiful than a guitar, except, possibly two.

We fell silent and all joking ceased. We gazed mutely into each other's eyes and an intense longing for the fullest avowal of the truth forced us to a confession, requiring no words whatever, or the incommensurable misfortune that weighed upon us. With tears and sobs we sealed a vow to belong to each other alone.

Oh, how miserable it is to have no one to share your sorrows and joys, and, when your heart is heavy, to have no soul to whom you can pour out your woes.

I don't know how it is, but the Germans are amazed at me and I am amazed at them for finding anything to be amazed about.

The Official Bulletin declared that the Poles should be as proud of me as the Germans are of Mozart; obvious nonsense.