He who sleeps half a day has won half a life.

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

I have drawn from the well of language many a thought which I do not have and which I could not put into words.

Imagination has the right to feast in the shade of the tree that it turns into a forest.

Social reform is the desperate decision to remove corns from a person suffering from cancer.

Humanity and bestiality: when will the former finally be uttered with the flavor of hate and the latter with the flavor of love? Does a lion tear his fellow lion to pieces?

It so often happened to me that someone who shared my opinion kept the larger share for himself that I am now forewarned and offer people only ideas.