A genius knows how to make himself easily understood without being obvious about it.

Until the day of his death no man can be sure of his courage.

Believe me; all evil comes from the old. They grow fat on ideas and young men die of them.

Tragedy is clean, it is restful, it is flawless.

We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck, and, ask anyone, the house is never burgled, and the ship never goes down.

It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat with all the world on its back. And the only thing left to do is shout - not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it was you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you don't even know till now.

There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.