She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep.

Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.

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

I have the handicap of being born with a special language to which I alone have the key.

Success as I see it is a result, not a goal.

The idea of bringing someone into the world fills me with horror. I would curse myself if I were a father. A son of mine! Oh no, no, no! May my entire flesh perish and may I transmit to no one the aggravations and the disgrace of existence.

Only three things are infinite. The sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears.