Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.

It is the duty of every patriot to hate his country creatively.

But I love to feel events overlapping each other, crawling over one another like wet crabs in a basket

I'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.

The memory of man is as old as misfortune

I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural.

Whatever the heart desires, it purchases at the cost of soul