Exuberance is better than taste.

But, in her life, nothing was going to happen. Such was the will of God! The future was a dark corridor, and at the far end the door was bolted.

I go from exasperation to a state of collapse, then I recover and go from prostration to Fury, so that my average state is one of being annoyed.

It seems to me that I have always existed and that I possess memories that date back to the Pharaohs.

Of all possible debauches, traveling is the greatest that I know; that's the one they invented when they got tired of all the others.

Writing this book I am like a man playing the piano with lead balls attached to his knuckles.

One must laugh and weep, love, work, enjoy and suffer, in short vibrate as much as possible in all his being.