In the name of Hippocrates, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man: survival. |
Salvador Dali seduced many ladies, particularly American ladies, but these seductions usually consisted of stripping them naked in his apartment, frying a couple of eggs, putting them on the woman's shoulders and, without a word, showing them the door. |
Somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it or kill it off altogether. |
Thank God I'm an atheist. |
Thanks to God, I am still an atheist |
The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time. |
The discreet charm of the bourgeoisie |
Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries. |
You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing. |