Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.

To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June

So long as one believes in God, one has the right to do the Good in order to be moral.

The lad who dreams of being a boxing champion or an admiral chooses reality. If the writer chooses the imaginary, he confuses the two.

The world would get along very well without literature. It would get along even better without man.

Two people can form a community by excluding a third.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.