Elías Canetti

Love: a snake with two heads that watch each other ceaselessly.

No one is more lonely than those who have never received a letter.

It's my childhood dreams that still make me say if I perceive a crack in a man's armor: not all is lost, it takes little to make that stopped heart beat.

Death accepted with resignation is no honor.

Ambition is the death of thought.

I hate judgments that only crush and do not transform.

All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.