I consider books to be good for our health, and also our spirits, and they help us to become poets or scientists, to understand the stars or else to discover them deep within the aspirations of certain characters, those who sometimes, on certain evenings, escape from the pages and walk among us humans, perhaps the most human of us all.

The difficult thing isn't living with other people, it's understanding them.

What kind of world is this that can send machines to Mars and does nothing to stop the killing of a human being?

It takes little or nothing to undo reputations, the merest trifle makes and remakes them, it is simply a question of finding the best means of engaging the confidence or interest of those who are to become one's unsuspecting echoes or accomplices.

Liking is probably the best form of ownership, and ownership the worst form of liking.

The sun appears in one of the upper corners of the rectangle, on the left of anyone looking at the picture.

Nothing so tires a person as having to struggle, not with himself, but with an abstraction.