People From Lisbon

"Who am I to myself? Just a feeling of mine."

"I will necessarily say what it seems to me, given that I'm me."

"Direct experience is the evasion, or hiding place of those devoid of imagination."

"Action men are the unvoluntary slaves of wise men."

"To narrate is to create, for living is just being lived."

"I never cared about whatever tragic event happened in China. It's faraway decoration, even if in blood and plague."

"The slope takes you to the windmill, but effort takes you nowhere."

"Destiny gave me only two things: a few accounting books and the gift of dreaming."

"In today's life, the world belongs only to the stupid, the insensitive and the agitated. The right to live and triumph is now conquered almost by the same means by which you conquer internment in an asylum: the inability to think, amorality and hiperexcitation."

"What is art but the denial of life?"

"Common man, no matter how hard life is to him, at least has the fortune of not thinking it."

"To think is to destroy. The very process of thought indicates it for the same thought, as thinking is decomposing."