Whatever the country, capitalist or socialist, man was everywhere crushed by technology, made a stranger to his own work, imprisoned, forced into stupidity.

A man attaches himself to woman -- not to enjoy her, but to enjoy himself.

Jealousy is not contemptible, real love has a beak and claws.

Justice can never be done in the midst of injustice.

We belong to this earth. Now I can see the truth ... I love you on this earth of ours. Love me, do!

Every time I start on a new book, I am a beginner again. I doubt myself, I grow discouraged, all the work accomplished in the past is as though it never was, my first drafts are so shapeless that it seems impossible to go on with the attempt at all, right up until the moment - always imperceptible, there, too, there is a break - when it is has become impossible not to finish it.

What an odd thing a diary is: the things you omit are more important than those you put in.