Women Always Have Some Mental Reservation.

The More One Is Hated, I Find, The Happier One Is.

My Trouble Is Insomnia. If I Had Always Slept Properly, I'd Never Have Written A Line.

Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary. That Is Its Strength.

Chin Up, Ferdinand," I Kept Saying To Myself, To Keep Up My Courage. "what With Being Chucked Out Of Everywhere, You're Sure To Find Whatever It Is That Scares All Those Bastards So. It Must Be At The End Of The Night, And That's Why They're So Dead Set Against Going To The End Of The Night.

All That Makes A Lunatic Are The Very Ordinary Ideas Of Mankind Shut Up Inside A Man's Head.