emotion is first of all and in principle an accident
Genius is what a man invents when he is looking for a way out.
Criticism often takes from the tree caterpillars and blossoms together.
I distrust the incommunicable; it is the source of all violence
Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately.
Introspection is always retrospection