I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.

Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance.

Each dream finds at last its form; there is a drink for every thirst, and love for every heart. And there is no better way to spend your life than in the unceasing preoccupation of an idea--of an ideal.

We swung between madness and suicide ... it was beautiful!

Everything depends on the value we give to things. We are the ones who make morality and virtue. The cannibal who eats his neighbor is as innocent as the child who sucks his barley-sugar.

I have no use for the kind of God who goes walking in his garden with a stick, sends his friends to live in the bellies of whales, gives up the ghost with a groan and then comes back to life three days later!

Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it.