[Vanity] is an unrecognised form of stupidity, you have to forget the cosmic meaninglessness of all our acts to be able to be vain and that's a glaring form of stupidity.

Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.

To live for the moment: it sounds so right and so beautiful. But the more I want to, the less I understand what it means.

Sometimes, we are afraid of something because we're afraid of something else.

I love tunnels. They 're the symbol of hope: sometime it will be bright again. If by chance it is not night.

What did i know of your fantasies? Why do we know so little about the fantasies of our parents? What do we know of somebody if we know nothing of the images passed to him by his imagination?

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place. We stay there even though we go away and there are things in us we can find again only by going back there. We travel to ourselves when we go to a place. We have covered a stretch of our life no matter how brief it may have been but by traveling to ourselves we must confront our own loneliness. And isn’t it so that everything we do is done out of fear of our loneliness? Isn’t that why we renounce all the things we will regret at the end of our life?