I fundamentally believe that is what life is about really, the people that come into it and who change your course.
I find ecstasy in living; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
I don’t worry about maintaining the quality of my life, because every day I work on improving it.
I don’t like to share my personal life… it wouldn’t be personal if I shared it.
I don’t know why we are here, but I’m pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.
I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.[Je ne tiens pas assez à la vie pour craindre la mort.]
I didn’t want it to die. Damn death. Long live life!
I compare human life to a large Mansion of many apartments, two of which I can only describe, the doors of the rest being as yet shut upon me.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink life to the lees.
I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.
I can only say that if my stories are fierce, then life is fierce. I think life is strong, not fierce, and I try to make my stories as strong as life is strong.
I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It’s all a question of how I view my life.[Posso escolher entre ser uma vítima do mundo ou uma aventureira em busca do seu tesouro. É tudo uma questão de como vou olhar a minha vida.]
