I was a hundred-percent sick, I felt as if I had no further use for my legs, they just hung over the edge of my bed like unimportant and rather ridiculous objects.

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

In the kitchens of love, after all, vice is like the pepper in a good sauce; it brings out the flavor, it’s indispensable.

I was a hundred-percent sick, I felt as if I had no further use for my legs, they just hung over the edge of my bed like unimportant and rather ridiculous objects.

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.

There's no tyrant like a brain.

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