The moon of a bright silver, which dazzles by its shining, illumines a world which surely is no longer ours; for it resembles in nothing what may be seen in other lands.

Holy Istanbul! Your name is the most enchanting one of all names which enchants me.

Egypt, the Egypt of antiquity, at a later time, exercised a mysterious fascination over me. I recognized a picture of it immediately, without hesitation and astonishment, in an illustrated magazine.

My books were always full of ink blots, always stained and covered with smeared sketches and pictures, which one draws idly when his attention wanders from his task.

My emotions lose their force when I endeavor to interpret them, and my words seem very inept.

Often, before returning home, I would take a long and roundabout way and pass by the peaceful ramparts from where I had glimpses of other provinces, and a sight of the distant country.

My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations.

I do not exactly remember at what period I started my museum which absorbed so much of my time.

I am surprised that I cannot recall whether my desire to become a minister transformed itself into a wish to lead the more militant life of missionary, by a slow process or suddenly.

Through the study of fossils I had already been initiated into the mysteries of prehistoric creations.

It is with the approach of winter that cats...wear their richest fur and assume an air of sumptuous and delightful opulence.

Not having money to spend doesn’t mean we can’t have well-spent moments every day. (42)

My favorite comedy is comedy where nothing is achieved and there is no point.

I didn't really feel I was being hurt, but you could feel it.

I'd forgotten I'd done the anime called Spirited Away, the English version of a Japanese film.

Justice is achieved only when injustice is absent.

Pushing any truth out very far, you are met by a counter-truth.

I may not be better than other people, but at least I'm different.

All motion is relative. Maybe it's you who've moved away by standing still.

You can't avoid pain in life. It's how you handle pain, that's what defines you.

A critic is a man who creates nothing and thereby feels qualified to judge the work of creative men. There is logic in this; he is unbiased, he hates all creative people equally.