I told myself: 'I am surrounded by unknown things.' I imagined man without ears, suspecting the existence of sound as we suspect so many hidden mysteries, man noting acoustic phenomena whose nature and provenance he cannot determine. And I grew afraid of everything around me – afraid of the air, afraid of the night. From the moment we can know almost nothing, and from the moment that everything is limitless, what remains? Does emptiness actually not exist? What does exist in this apparent emptiness?

The English have only three sauces - a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.

We are accustomed to use our eyes only with the memory of what other people before us have thought about the object we are looking at.

I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing

The great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity.

The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it

A human being - what is a human being? Everything and nothing. Through the power of thought it can mirror everything it experiences. Through memory and knowledge it becomes a microcosm, carrying the world within itself. A mirror of things, a mirror of facts. Each human being becomes a little universe within the universe!