The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards.

Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.

It comes to this then: there always have been people like me and always will be, and generally they have been persecuted.

After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?

He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.

If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire.

He lived on, miserable and misunderstood, as before, and increasingly lonely. One cannot write those words too often: Maurice’s loneliness: it increased.

Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. it could not do things.

I swear from the bottom of my heart I want to be healed. I want to be like other men, not this outcast whom nobody wants.

Too late... everything's always too late.

Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can’t really happen outside sleep.

For Heidegger, boredom is a privileged fundamental mood because it leads us directly into the very problem complex of being and time.

I thought I was dreaming and I dreamed.

Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.

And when he is out of sight quickly also he is out of mind.

I'm not a person who can spontaneously say funny things.

I would agree with you that there's 90% imitation and 10% innovation. That's true of any genre.

The mystery lies in the irrationality by which you make appearance - if it is not irrational, you make illustration.

There is no folly like the folly of the wise.

I'm so totally future oriented that, for me, I don't know what the future's about, but I can promise you it's gonna be exciting.

Many thrillers follow such reliable formulas that you can look at what's happening and guess how much longer a film has to run.