What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?

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?

Closed mouths, only lead to closed gates. Share your salvation!

The power of great thoughts, timeless possibilities.

I tend to like writing long stories in comics. I worked on 'Flash, ' 'Teen Titans' and 'JSA' for years. I always like diving into characters.

You mean in the state?

Jazz can be a blank canvas full of possibilities.

Well, I've never looked upon myself as being a beauty, per se.

Money? How did I lose it? I never did lose it. I just never knew where it went.

Why don't you go home to your wife? Better yet, I'll go home to your wife, and outside of the improvement, she won't notice any difference.

I'm just a regular guy that had a dream and ran for it.

The past is always with you. Some people want to be protected from this truth.