I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.

I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.

Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is.

Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece

You have to be an artist and a madman...

I discovered there was an endless source of robust enjoyment in trifling with psychiatrists.

... she had painted her lips and was holding in her hollowed hands a beautiful, banal, Eden-red apple.

For some reason, I kept seeing it—it trembled and silkily glowed on my damp retina—a radiant child of twelve, sitting on a threshold, "pinging" pebbles at an empty can.

I had possessed her - and she never knew it.

Most of our parents wanted the best for us, I knew, but we also wanted the best for them.

Almost every single commercial on television for shampoo, sports shoes, drinks, food, clothes, perfume, cars, etc., is a short fairy tale, for they are given magical qualities.

We are born seekers, calling strange names into the darkness from our earliest days because we know we are not meant to be alone, and because we know that we await someone whom we cannot always see.

Don't think of yourself as indispensable or infallible. As Charles De Gaulle said, the cemeteries of the world are full of indispensable men.

I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar and just be.

Not every problem someone has with his girlfriend is necessarily due to the capitalist mode of production.

It is plain that we were meant to go together.

A family of ten children will be always called a fine family, where there are heads and arms and legs enough for the number.

There's only one reason we live. It's very simple. To find the creator. That's just my understanding.

The Statist deflects public scorn for the consequences of his own central planning by blaming the very industry he is sabotaging for supply dislocations and price hikes.