In my room I'd barely closed my eyes when the blonde from the movie house came along and sang her whole song of sorrow just for me. I helped her put me to sleep, so to speak, and succeeded pretty well... I wasn't entirely alone... It's not possible to sleep alone.

Love is the infinite placed within the reach of poodles. I have my dignity!

People don't deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them.

The plain truth, I may as well admit it, is that I've never been really right in the head.

The rich don't have to kill to eat. They employ people, as they call it. The rich don't do evil themselves. They pay. People do all they can to please them, and everybody's happy.

That is perhaps what we seek throughout life, that and nothing more, the greatest possible sorrow so as to become fully ourselves before dying.

Women always have some mental reservation.