Saw a wedding in the church. It was strange to see what delight we married people have to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition.

The surrealists and the modern movement in painting as a whole seemed to offer a key to the strange postwar world with its threat of nuclear war. The dislocations and ambiguities in cubism and abstract art as well as the surrealists reminded me of my childhood in Shanghai.

War makes strange giant creatures out of us little routine men who inhabit the earth.

You don't have to sort of enhance reality. There is nothing stranger than truth.

There is nothing so powerful as truth and often nothing so strange.

Truth is always strange stranger than fiction.

It is only a man's own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else's meal like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.

For truth is always strange stranger than fiction.

Why shouldn't truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction after all has to make sense.

Truth is stranger than fiction but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities Truth isn't.