A man's true secrets are more secret to himself than they are to others.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
A work is never completed except by some accident such as weariness, satisfaction, the need to deliver, or death: for, in relation to who or what is making it, it can only be one stage in a series of inner transformations.
An artist never really finishes his work; he merely abandons it
At times I think and at times I am.
Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.
Everything that is simple is theoratically false, everything that is complicated is pragmatically useless.
God created man and, finding him not sufficiently alone, gave him a companion to make him feel his solitude more keenly
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