Prometheus gave us fire and we use it to light cigarettes.
My greatest pleasure is to travel down an unfamiliar road.
The tiniest mite has an inner life of which we can know nothing.
Talking with someone I like is my idea of fun.
After the third day of an orgy, even Bacchus has had enough.
Ages and epochs belong to Time. Only the fleeting moment is eternal.
The real journey is how we travel, not where.
People take themselves entirely too seriously. They take their ideas too seriously, their work too seriously, they take love and their relationships too seriously.
The happiest person: he enjoys everything without wanting to possess anything.
When winter comes, wrap yourself in a blanket of love.
When you fill a void, isn’t the void still there?
Waking up from a deep sleep, I always seem to be discovering life for the first time.
Al other creatures use their intelligence to survive. We use ours to destroy ourselves.
Amazing what people will believe just because they read it in a book.
The writer who’s afraid to contradict himself will never write anything.
Why do people value most the things they haven’t got?
What do I aspire to be? Just an ordinary person who values living.
Every leaf before it falls must think itself immortal.
Art is play. When it turns serious and ceases to be play, it is no longer art but propaganda.
If you’re in a hurry, don’t go!