There must be reasons why we men are so hipped on breasts as if we'd all been weaned too soon.

You are vain and wicked- as a genius should be.

I had an uncle who was a postal official at the Polish post office in Gdansk. He was one of the defenders of the Polish postal service and, after it capitulated, was shot by the Germans under the provisions of martial law. Suddenly he was no longer a member of the family, and we were no longer allowed to play with his children.

Today I know that all things are watching, that nothing goes unseen, that even wallpaper has a better memory than human beings.

After the collapse of socialism, capitalism remained without a rival. This unusual situation unleashed its greedy and - above all - its suicidal power. The belief is now that everything - and everyone - is fair game.

...I remain restless and dissatisfied; what I knot with my right hand, I undo with my left, what my left hand creates, my right fist shatters

I have found that words that are loaded with pathos and create a seductive euphoria are apt to promote nonsense.