It was the truth. I felt a yearning love for every instant that passed.

I had the impression that her place was near mine, but even by bus it took about twenty minutes. She lived alone in an apartment house, square and white like a block of tofu, on the edge of town.

I can't imagine a life without a story.

Love is love. It doesn't matter what kind it is.

I used to think that people are were supposed to be more strange, and dirty, and full of all sorts of emotions, pity and nobility, with infinite layers of complications.

God made man stronger but not necessarily more intelligent. He gave women intuition and femininity. And, used properly, that combination easily jumbles the brain of any man I’ve ever met.

The only way to escape the personal corruption of praise is to go on working. One is tempted to stop and listen to it. The only thing is to turn away and go on working. Work. There is nothing else.

Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.

A new beauty has been added to the splendor of the world - the beauty of speed.

Sorrow makes men sincere.

You've got to do it all, the physical as well as the skilful.

Don't trust a brilliant idea unless it survives the hangover.

Accidents did not just happen. From time to time they were carefully plotted, calculated, and arranged to one’s advantage-all, of course, under the cloak of happenstance.

I think comparisons are odious.