I had been in London innumerable times, and yet till that day I had never noticed one of the worst things about London-the fact that it costs money even to sit down.

I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me. It resembles my own mind except that you happen to be insane.

All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery.

The weariness of the cell is the vigour of the organism.

There exists a huge dump of worn-out metaphors which have lost all evocative power and are merely used because they save people the trouble of inventing phrases for themselves.

History has to move in a certain direction, even if it has to be pushed that way by neurotics.

From the totalitarian point of view, history is something to be created rather than learned.