Is life worth living? This is a question for an embryo not for a man.

Morality is the custom of one's country and the current feeling of one's peers.

Books want to be born: I never make them. They come to me and insist on being written, and on being such and such.

A friend who cannot at a pinch remember a thing or two that never happened is as bad as one who does not know how to forget.

The most important service rendered by the press and the magazines is that of educating people to approach printed matter with distrust.

Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.

[P]oetry resembles metaphysics: one does not mind one's own, but one does not like anyone else's.