Experience is bitter, but its teachings we retain; It has taught me this--who once has loved, loves never on earth again!

O sweet September, thy first breezes bring The dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter, The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.

Here with my beer I sit, while golden moments flit: alas! They pass unheeded by: and as they fly, I, being dry, sit idly sipping here, my beer.

The living need charity more than the dead.

But leave me to my beer! Gold is dross, love is loss, so if I gulp my sorrows down, or see them drown in foamy draughts of old nut-brown, then I do wear the crown, without the cross!

Life for the living, and rest for the dead!

I love this simple maiden, She grows upon me more and more, And--ask the moon who 't was that kissed, Last night upon the shore!

I hold that all the evil we know on earth finds in this violence done to love its true and legitimate birth.

What rare days were those, When my chief duty was to write a song.

The glass of your life is darkened, and darkly through it you see distorted and ghastly fragments of duty and destiny.

I let my summer days pass idly on.

Does truth have a moral?

I will survive: if the hell rejects me, there is always the paradise.

Education is a weapon whose effects depend on who holds it in his hands and at whom it is aimed.

At that time, when I started, in the '50s, cinema was very classical in its aims.

There must be something in oneself which is essential. Therefore I refrain from referring to a landscape or certain objects when speaking of a picture. The hand is cleverer than the mind.

Translation is at best an echo.

Dare to love and to be a real friend. The love you give and receive is a reality that will lead you closer and closer to God as well as those whom God has given you to love.

For a while they stood there, like men on the edge of a sleep where nightmare lurks, holding it off, though they know that they can only come to morning through the shadows.

Life is seductive, yet so few allow themselves to be seduced.

I have a black sense of humor. You try living my life, see what color yours turns.