Don't talk unless you can improve the silence.

A writer's work is the product of laziness.

Once I am dead, there will be no lack of pious hands to throw me over the railing; my grave will be the fathomless air; my body will sink endlessly and decay and dissolve in the wind generated by the fall, which is infinite.

If I were asked to name the chief event in my life, I should say my father's library.

The original is unfaithful to the translation.

I have committed the worst of sins one can commit... I have not been happy.

Besides, rereading, not reading, is what counts.