In Berlin, things are serious but not hopeless. In Vienna, they are hopeless but not serious.

A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer.

A good writer does not receive anywhere near the number of poison-pen letters that is commonly assumed. Among a hundred jackassesthere are not ten who will admit to being jackasses, and at most one who will put it in writing.

To be human is erroneous.

Squeeze human nature into the straitjacket of criminal justice and crime will appear.

If children had been told that they could not blow their noses, this alone would make adults blush.

Let language be the divining rod that finds the sources of thought.