Philosophy is a corrective against sadness. Yet there still are people who believe in the profundity of philosophy!

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

of course, even in the hall, you must begin trying to obey the rules which are common to the whole house.

I got up one Christmas morning and we didn't have nothing to eat. We didn't have an apple, we didn't have an orange, we didn't have a cake, we didn't have nothing.

Hugs are part of everybody life for me. Hug all sorts of people - I don't worry about it looking unmanly or whatever. I think physical human contact is one of the things that makes living worthwhile.

It would be hard to conceive of any activity more useless than stamp collecting.

It's dangerous talking about yourself too much because you find yourself talking in sound bites.

That was the challenge. How can you tell the story here and make sure it goes the same way on the other side of the world?

It's fun when you're driving, and people wave at you, and you wave back. I think you either like people or you don't. I mean, I don't want to put on sunglasses. That's why I'm in show business.

Life begins with an inhale and ends with an exhale. ln between that inhale and that exhale is our life.

My baby she'll take a chance, my baby got a brand new dance, Wango Tango, Wango Tango.

From now on, gang, we won't let Rudolph join in any reindeer games.