if I had one ambition it was to make my life itself into a poem.

That parasite: the past.

We know all their gods; they ignore ours. What they call our sins are our gods, and what they call their gods, we name otherwise.

Fashion: the search for a new absurdity.

Being other than normal is a perilous advantage.

Paris has always seemed to me to be the only city in which one can live as one sees fit.

A good book is never exhausted; we are never exhausted by a good book.