But he was absolutely alone. No one ever wrote to him. Visited him. Totally alone. And I believe the happiest man I have ever met.

The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself.

An answer is always a form of death.

To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.

He was one of the most supremely stupid men I have ever met. He taught me a great deal.

Think. In a minute from now you could be saying, I risked death. I threw for life, and I won life. It is a very wonderful feeling. To have survived.

Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society.

Wolves don't hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.

The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?

The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love.

The world began in hazard and will end in it.

The best way to teach a child is live an exemplary life.

Love me please I love you I can bear to be your friend. So ask of me anything ... I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do I give up my whole self to it.

Government, in the last analysis, is organized opinion. Where there is little or no public opinion, there is likely to be bad government.

If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me, or treat me mean I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

The much greater crimes of the Soviet Gulags occurred over decades and cost millions of lives.

Blessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be -- to me in all events -- a terrible thing without books.

My verses are my diary. My poetry is a poetry of proper names.

I've got it! I've got it! It'll make front-page headlines around the world. You can have me kidnapped, and then a couple of days before the fight I'll show up again

Having been a journalist for thirty-nine years, I've developed a pretty thick skin.

Paul was so much taken with Christ, that nothing sweeter than Jesus could drop from his lips and pen.