When One Longs For A Drink, It

He Always Seemed To Women Different From What He Was, And They Loved In Him Not Himself, But The Man Created By Their Imagination, Whom They Had Been Eagerly Seeking All Their Lives; And Afterwards, When They Noticed Their Mistake, They Loved Him All The Same.

The Task Of A Writer Is Not To Solve The Problem But To State The Problem Correctly.

A Fiancé Is Neither This Nor That: He's Left One Shore, But Not Yet Reached The Other.

We Live Not In Order To Eat, But In Order Not To Know What We Feel Like Eating.

The Time Has Come For Writers, Especially Those Who Are Artists, To Admit That In This World One Cannot Make Anything Out, Just As Socrates Once Admitted It, Just As Voltaire Admitted It.