A man is infinitely more complicated than his thoughts.

A poem is never finished, only abandoned.

An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it.

Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.

God made everything out of nothing, but the nothingness shows through.

Man is only man at the surface. Remove the skin, dissect, and immediately you come to machinery.

Politics is the art of preventing people from sticking their noses in things that are properly their business.

Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them.

That which has always been accepted by everyone, everywhere, is almost certain to be false.

The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery, a metaphor for a proof, a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths, and oneself for an oracle, is inborn in us.