I would fight of course. Oh, I would fight. Better destroy everything than surrender her.

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

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.

...Russia itself having turned to socialist realism - no-man's-land between surrealism and communism, ...

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

And I certainly don’t like the white supremacists and those whose religion is hating the Jews, period.

I absolutely admit I had him in the handcuffs so he wouldn't go anywhere while I checked the computer... I certainly wasn't going to kill him. That's hardly going to do my career any good, is it?

I find that going to bed without my phone or an iPad makes me sleep better and helps me wake up without obsessing over emails. It makes my day better.

Unfortunately, I've gotten so conditioned, it's hard to sleep past 4 a.m.

The universe is the baby of time.

I wish that I was looking into your eyes

Sustainability has become an ornament.

I think it is an important question of our lives - what is the meaning of literature to us as humans.