Beauty is nonchalance.
We make promises to live, not to keep.
We follow a rule until we feel like breaking it.
When you love someone, really love them, you don’t put chains on them. You want them to be free.
By batting a ball back and forth over a net one forgets all one’s worries, one even forgets about death.
Writing is a pastime, an obsession, something to do. Why make anything more of it?
Apart from death, what else is there to grieve about?
One needs confidence in the morning and courage at night.
Batter Old King Cole and his merry soul than a hundred Franz Kafkas.
When you expect nothing, miracles happen.
Humor is the salvation of those without hope.
Don’t look for somebody to love. Love somebody.
Where psychology fails is in trying to give plausibility and coherence to actions that have none.
Religion, culture, education are all things that sound wonderful in theory. In practice, however, they are not so wonderful.
Wisdom and contentment are the same thing.
After a night of bad dreams, to awaken to the sun and all the possibilities of action.
Silence may be golden but it solves nothing.
The moon has seen many a theory come and go.
The only happy ending is to be happy now.
I wish all the dead ideas would stay dead.