At twenty-four she imagined with dread that she was growing old.

Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad.

You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world.

A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.

I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness.

I am the only real truth I know.

Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.

I've been so ridiculous all my life that a little bit more or a little bit less hardly matters now.

Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud - well down - and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.

We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were... There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours.

I loved everything to anything to everyone who surrounded him. He was perfect. A delusion with a sweet melancholy taste. He was crazy, but he was my crazy and inside, everything felt right.

If a nation is leaving democracy and choosing fascism, it means that it is taking itself from a peaceful garden to a bloody slaughter house!

I'm as famous as I want to be.

You [ the American President] can print more money, you just print and pay. I mean, it's a bad option, but you can do it.

That's the only thing I feel like, "No, no, no, no - I know the way. I know the way. I know where you are and you need to come with me, and we need to take care of our skin."

Faith,Waiting in the heart of a seed, Promises a miracle of life which cannot prove at once.

other people maay be there to help us, teach us, guide us aolng our path, But the lesson to be learned is always ours

I'd wanted to be an actor from the age of five.

His scorn of the great is repeated too often to be real; no man thinks much of that which he despises.

Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of brotherhood makes all men one.