The Devil is not the Prince of Matter; the Devil is the arrogance of the spirit, faith without smile, truth that is never seized by doubt. The Devil is grim because he knows where he is going, and, in moving, he always returns whence he came.

Authors frequently say things they are unaware of; only after they have gotten the reactions of their readers do they discover what they have said

The function of memory is not only to preserve, but also to throw away. If you remembered everything from your entire life, you would be sick.

There are four types: the cretin, the imbecile, the stupid and the mad. Normality is a balanced mixture of all four.

We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.

To survive, you must tell stories.

In the construction of Immortal Fame you need first of all a cosmic shamelessness.