They speak very well of you".- "They speak very well of everybody."- "That so bad?"- "Yes. It means you can´t trust them.

The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense, whereas real life doesn't.

By the usual reckoning, the worst books make the best films.

One should never regret one's excesses, only one's failures of nerve.

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The trick, he supposed, was never to lose sight of the theoretical possibility while not for a moment taking the idea remotely seriously.

Welcome to the future, she thought, surveying all this wordage and tat. All our tragedies and triumphs, our lives and deaths, our shames and joys are just stuffing for your emptiness.

One believed what one was told to believe, what it made sense to believe. Unless one was a foreigner, of course, or a philosopher.

[M]y determined and strenuous endeavours to take in absolutely nothing of what I had regarded as entirely the most irrelevant part of my schooling had patently not met with total success

I have seen people who find that grief gives them something they never had before, and no matter how terrible and real their loss they choose to hug that awfulness to them rather than push it away.

[T]here can be a form of vanity in grief that is indulged rather than suffered.

Your nation needs you. Your world needs you. So, use your education to become endowed with muscles of iron and nerves of steel.

You cannot conquer the mind of a man, if you do not know his heart and you cannot win over his heart, if so you do not know his mind.

Life is one long struggle between conclusions based on abstract ways of conceiving cases and opposite conclusions prompted by our instinctive perception of them.

No scientist thinks in formulae.

Immigrants in Norway must learn Norwegian. The same should Spaniards in Spain do, if they want to work with Norwegians.

Certainly there is a depression I think a lot of Black folks are getting ready to have come January [2017] and that might be an interesting story to tell.

One of my extraordinary regrets about my death is not so much that it's going to happen but simply that I'll never know what happens next.

This is probably very obvious but I feel very lonely. I miss the person I want to be with the most.

My favorite thing to do is put my headphones on and cruise around the old neighborhoods.

There's just such a premium on hurrying, and the camera is the be all and end all, and the actors had better hurry up and get it right and get it done.