There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them.

I don't like writers. They're dangerous people.

I want to be left alone.

I always look well when I'm near death.

I'm afraid of NOTHING except being bored!

When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?

I live like a monk: with one toothbrush, one cake of soap, and a pot of cream.