The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself.

In view of the fact that I surround myself with numbskulls now, I shall die among numbskulls, and on my deathbed shall be surrounded by numbskulls who will not understand what I am saying ... Whom am I sleeping with these days ? Franz Kafka.

I prefer to live in the country where it's quiet. Woody Allen movies there are dubbed into Italian.

One situation – maybe one alone – could drive me to murder: family life, togetherness.

Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered

My imagination functions much better when I don't have to speak to people.

The justice I have received, I shall give back.