So that the smile was not so much an attitude to be taken to life as the nature of the cruelty of life, a cruelty we cannot even choose to avoid, since it is human existence.

The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself.

An answer is always a form of death.

To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.

He was one of the most supremely stupid men I have ever met. He taught me a great deal.

Think. In a minute from now you could be saying, I risked death. I threw for life, and I won life. It is a very wonderful feeling. To have survived.

Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society.

Wolves don't hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.

The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?

The dead live." "How do they live?" "By love.

The world began in hazard and will end in it.

You possess other people's...bodies."He accepted that statement with a nod."Do you want to possess my body?""I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them.

Everybody is a genius but if you judge a fish by its able to climb a tree it will live its whole life believing it is stupid.

Better planning guarantees success

Pain is a horribly wonderful gift.

Learn from your experiences and past mistakes, assimilate them and convert them to formulas to achieve sustenance first, and then work your way to success to be the leaders in the market.

If we cannot be contented with our current lives and possessions, then we are feeding an appetite that no amount of money will ever satiate.

Content arises out of certain considerations about form, material, context-and that when that subject matter is sufficiently far away.

Every job is incredibly different, and I love it because you're picking up skill sets and experiences. It's the university of life.

I find righteous denunciations of the present state of the language no less dismaying than the present state of the language.

Sometimes you just gotta be drop-kicked out of the nest.