Reason died in 1914, November 1914 ... after that everybody began to rave.

There's no such thing as intelligent vanity. It's an instinct. And you'll never find a man who is not first and foremost vain.

I warn you that when the princes of this world start loving you it means they are going to grind you up into battle sausage.

All great innovations are built on rejections.

When you stay too long in the same place, things and people go to pot on you, they rot and start stinking for your special benefit.

The sadness of the world has different ways of getting to people, but it seems to succeed almost every time.

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.