I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win. You abandon your masterpiece and sink into the real masterpiece.

We are awakening from the dream of isolation, from the dream of loneliness, and it's a terrible shock.

She was made of flesh and eyelashes.

No penance serves to renew them, no massive transfusions of trust. Why not even revenge can undo them, so twisted these vows and so crushed.

I read with some amusement my reputation as a ladies' man. My friends are amused by that, too, because they know my life.

Get ready for the future: it is murder.

English, I know you ... you are German with a license to kill.