A picture was a motionless record of motion. An arrested representation of life. A picture was the kiss of death pretending to possess immutability.

Justice was revenge wrapping itself in a cloak of high principle.

...there is little that comes so close to death as fulfilled love.

Man is afraid to attain what he longs for, just as subconsciously he longs for what he is afraid of.

Most people can't imagine a life that is any different from the one they are actually living. They can dream about it, they can even go into the streets and demonstrate for it, but they still can't imagine what it would be like.

Animals have one thing that puts them way ahead of people: they don't dissemble, and you don't have to pretend in front of them.

Fear is the touch of death, death reminding us of its existence.