I'm simply an accident. Why take it all so seriously?

I'm simply an accident. Why take it all so seriously?

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

We die in proportion to the words we fling around us.

Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.

So long as man is protected by madness - he functions - and flourishes.