In true prose everything must be underlined.

A classification is a definition comprising a system of definitions.

The obsession with moderation is the spirit of castrated narrow-mindedness.

In true prose everything must be underlined.

The naive which is simultaneously beautiful, poetic, and idealistic, must be both intention and instinct. The essence of intention, in this sense, is freedom. Consciousness is far from intention. There is a certain enamoured contemplation of one's own naturalness or silliness which itself is unspeakably silly. Intention does not necessarily require a profound calculation or plan.

All the great truths are basically trivial and so we have to find new ways, preferably paradoxical ways, of expressing them, in order to keep them from falling into oblivion.

Many a witty inspiration is like the surprising reunion of befriended thoughts after a long separation.