I Just Can't Get Used To Life.

To Become Conscious Of What Is Horrifying And To Laugh At It Is To Become Master Of That Which Is Horrifying

If I Write A New Play, My Point Of View May Be Profoundly Modified. I May Be Obliged To Contradict Myself And I May No Longer Know Whether I Still Think What I Think.

A Person Who Has Not Completely Lost The Memory Of Paradise, Even Though It Is A Faint One, Will Suffer Endlessly. He Will Feel The Call Of The Essential World, Will Hear The Voice That Comes From So Far Away That One Cannot Find Out Where It Comes From, A Voice That Cannot Guide Him.

Boredom Flourishes Too, When You Feel Safe. It's A Symptom Of Security.

You've Always Made The Mistake Of Being Yourself.