Art is an invention of aesthetics, which in turn is an invention of philosophers... What we call art is a game.

The Mexican...is familiar with death. [He] jokes about it, caresses it, sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys and his most steadfast love.

Beyond myself, somewhere, I wait for my arrival.

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master; the world changes if two look at each other and see.

Deserve your dream.

A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry.

Love is not a desire for beauty; it is a yearning for completion.

A civilization that denies death ends by denying life.

Every moment is nothing without end.

Whatever is not stone is light

We men had a meeting a long time ago, and we all decided, 'It's trousers'. And that's what we've worn ever since.

A “self-leader” is the positively influence you have on yourself and on others without any influence with your titles and positions. You must be able to lead yourself before you can lead others.

There are songs that make you cry, right?""Sure, " I say."When you're dead, everything in the world is like a song that makes you cry.

I do like the ocean wave, actually. I'm born under the sign of Cancer - the sign of the crab - so I like coastal areas and sunny beaches and such - although not the wide-open and deep seas.

A prime number is one (which is) measured by a unit alone.

The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.

If there is one conclusion to which human experience unmistakably points it is that democratic ends demand democratic methods for their realization.

I've no time for broads who want to rule the world alone. Without men, who'd do up the zipper on the back of your dress?

Focus on opportunities, not problems.

If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!