There are two kinds of writers, those who are and those who aren't. With the first, content and form belong together like soul and body; with the second, they match each other like body and clothes.

You don't even live once.

This is something that I cannot get over -- that a whole line could be written by half a man, that a work could be built on the quicksand of a character.

The world has become uglier since it began to look into a mirror every day; so let us settle for the mirror image and do without an inspection of the original.

The difference between psychiatrists and other mentally disturbed people is something like the relationship between concave and convex madness.

Speech is the mother, not the handmaid, of thought.

Psychoanalysts are father confessors who like to listen to the sins of the father as well.