A taste older than meat, older than wine. A taste as old as cold water.

Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.

Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.

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

I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.

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

The memory of man is as old as misfortune