All beauty must have its imperfections, all happiness its share of sorrow.

And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!

My mind has touched the farthest horizons of mortal imagination and reaches ever outward to embrace infinity. There is no knowledge beyond my comprehension, no art or skill upon this entire planet that lies beyond the mastery of my hand. And yet, like Faust, I look in vain, I learn in vain... For as long as I live, no woman will ever look on me in love.

Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; hell is obsession with a voice, a face, a name.

Memories are like fireflies darting across the surface of my mind, showing me here and there images so sharp and vivid that I catch my breath in wonder before the vignette disappears, sinking like a pebble into the quicksand of regret and recrimination.

I have often thought I would have been quite happy as a spider.Even a spider has the right to a mate.

I had reached up and pulled the castle of dreams down around him.