For me working on the marriage and not making the easy choice of cheating was something that I could not do.

I know too much from personal observation from how the poor and working classes live to be satisfied with a system which makes their lives one unceasing round of toil, deprivation and anxiety.

A self made man is a rarity and hated by the parasites that floated to fame thought their parents, relatives and contacts.

Every conversation, every failure, every opportunity is a chance to get better. Starting today.

Dangerous objects are glamorous places to be.

So, if anatomy is destiny then testosterone is doom.

What was tortuously secured by complex argument becomes widely shared intuition, so obvious that we forget its provenance. We don’t see it, because we see with it.

The true success is the person who invented himself.

I love going to the factories of La Plata, or Little Havana and seeing them roll cigars. I get excited. To me it is more beautiful than a topless club

In the final analysis courage is nothing but an affirmative answer to the shocks of existence, to the shocks which it is necessary to bear for the sake of realizing one's own nature.

Answers? Forget answers. The spectacle is all in the questions.

I'm not feisty. But when you're as small as I am and female if you don't stand up for your rights, you're sure to be pushed around by big, hairy, smelly men with delusions about male superiority.

You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to lover her.

I was perfectly happy in my boring life before you came along.

I expect to be great. I expect to do what hasn't been done. I expect to provoke change.

If you see me up there on the stand smiling, I'm lost!

The choicest thing this world has for a man is affection.

I like sneakers. I guess I could call myself a collector.

The ancient Greeks, poets, authors and philosophers all puzzled over the question but nobody really knows what love is - including me. Longing for another person is an exciting mental experience.

We can never attain to perfection while we have an affection for any imperfection.

Who knows if to live is to be dead, and to be dead, to live? And we really, it may be, are dead; in fact I once heard sages say that we are now dead, and the body is our tomb.