There is nothing like literature: I lose a cow, I write about her death, and my writing pays me enough to buy another cow.
We spend our lives talking about this mystery. Our life.
Paradise does not exist, but we must nonetheless strive to be worthy of it.
Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend.
The danger of success is that it makes us forget the world's dreadful injustice.
In the most complete friendship there is always a little empty space, like the space in an egg.