Life never become a habit to me. It's always a marvel.

I feel I must live alone, alone, alone - with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear and nails it on the outside of the door for the others to shout into.

How idiotic civilization is! Why be given a body if you have to keep it shut up in a case like a rare, rare fiddle?

Outside the sky is light with stars

Courage is like a disobedient dog, once it starts running away it flies all the faster for your attempts to recall it.

Why! Why! Why is the middle-class so stodgy - so utterly without a sense of humor?

Could we change our attitude, we should not only see life differently, but life itself would come to be different.