We know well enough when we're being unjust and despicable. but we don't restrain ourselves because we experience a certain pleasure, a primitive sort of satisfaction in moments like that.

Everyone has, inside himself ... what shall I call it? A piece of good news! Everyone is ... a very great, very important character.

When you put a man and a woman together, there are some things they simply have to do. They embrace, they warm each other. All the rest is dead and empty.

Murderers, in general, are people who are consistent, people who are obsessed with one idea and nothing else.

All of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact that every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.

Nature is honest, we aren't; we embalm our dead.

Every tiny part of us cries out against the idea of dying, and hopes to live forever.