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

Democracy divides people into workers and loafers. It makes no provision for those who have no time to work.

What torture, this life in society! Often someone is obliging enough to offer me a light, and in order to oblige him I have to fish a cigarette out of my pocket.

Progress, under whose feet the grass mourns and the forest turns into paper from which newspaper plants grow, has subordinated the purpose of life to the means of subsistence and turned us into the nuts and bolts for our tools.

Stupidity gets up early; that is why events are accustomed to happening in the morning.

No ideas and the ability to express them - that's a journalist.

Ideas are transplanted by splitting, thoughts by sprouting.