I belonged to the generation that grew up under National Socialism, and was blinded and led astray - and allowed itself to be led astray.

An empty bus hurtles through the starry night Perhaps the driver is singing and happy because he sings.

If I were asked to think up a new name for temptation, I should recommend the word 'doorknob', because what are these protuberances put on doors for if not to tempt us.

Art is uncompromising, and life is full of compromises.

Where man had been, in every place he left, garbage remained. Even in his pursuit of the ultimate truth and quest for his God, he produced garbage. By his garbage, which lay stratum upon stratum, he could always - one had only to dig - be known. For more long-lived than man is his refuse. Garbage alone lives after him.

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

When Satan's not in the mood, virtue triumphs. Hasn't even Satan a right not to be in the mood once in a while?