That man has missed something who has never left a brothel at sunrise feeling like throwing himself into the river out of pure disgust.

Snicker on hearing his name: 'the gentleman who thinks we are descended from the apes.'

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.

The writer must wade into life as into the sea, but only up to the navel.

What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love.

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

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!