Philosophy! Empty thinking by ignorant conceited men who think they can digest without eating!.

He was a sociologist; he had got into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out..

As we live our precarious lives on the brink of the void, constantly coming closer to a state of nonbeing, we are all too often aware of our fragitli….

Almost any tale of our doings is comic. We are bottomlessly comic to each other. Even the most adored and beloved person is comic to his lover. Th….

There is nothing like early promiscuous sex for dispelling life's bright mysterious expectations..

Jealousy comes from self-love rather than from true love..

The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in hea….

Love is the perception of individuals. Love is the extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real..

Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is..

Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out..

The most interesting things are always happening behind one..

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too..

Music relates sound and time and so pictures the ultimate edges of human commmunications..

All art is the struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous..

Daytime sleep is a cursed slumber from which one wakes in despair..

Words are the most subtle symbols which we possess and our human fabric depends on them..

On connecting: Where does one person end and another person begin?.

Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing..

Art is not cozy and it is not mocked. Art tells the only truth that ultimately matters. It is the light by which human things can be mended. And afte….

We re all muddlers. The thing is to see is when one's got to stop muddling..

True love gallops, it flies, it is the swiftest of all modes of thought, swifter even than hate and fear..