The universe is not queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose.

Ô triste, triste était mon âme / À cause, à cause d’une femme.

The world is a place of the living, and the dead have no place in it. The dead are nothing. They are not even a memory. They are forgotten. And the living, too, will be forgotten.

If your opinions on one subject can be predicted from your opinions on another， you may be in the grip of an ideology. When you truly think for yourself your conclusions will not be predictable.

I don’t like to depend on anyone else. I have a lot of pride.