It is in the prime of youth that man sinks into empty phrases and grimaces. It's in this smithy that our maturity is forged.

There were three of us; Witkiewicz, Bruno Schulz, and myself--the three muskateers of the Polish avant-garde between the wars. Only Witkiewicz remains to be discovered.

Beauty beheld in solitude is even more lethal.

I am reading Sienkiewicz. What tormenting reading. What a powerful genius! And there never was such a first-rate writer of the second-rate class.

You, oh mature ones, keep company solely with other mature ones, and your maturity is so mature that it can only chum up with maturity!

I didn't go to the lectures. My valet, who was more distinguished than I, went instead.

Foolishness is a twin sister of wisdom.