Unfortunately many young writers are more concerned with fame than with their own work... It's much more important to write than to be written about.

He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.

Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.

Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.

The interpretation of our reality through patterns not our own, serves only to make us ever more unknown, ever less free, ever more solitary.

Both looked back then on the wild revelry...and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude.

Always tell what you feel. Do what you think.