[Love] is the type of disease that spares neither the intelligent nor the idiotic.

Likewise and during every day of an unillustrious life, time carries us. But a moment always comes when we have to carry it.

I knew that I had shattered the harmony of the day, the exceptional silence of a beach where I'd been happy. Then I fired four more times at the motionless body where the bullets lodged without leaving a trace. And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.

A symbol always transcends the one who makes use of it and makes him say in reality more than he is aware of expressing.

Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.

It is impossible to give a clear account of the world, but art can teach us to reproduce it-just as the world reproduces itself in the course of its eternal gyrations. The primordial sea indefatigably repeats the same words and casts up the same astonished beings on the same sea-shore.

I was born poor and without religion, under a happy sky, feeling harmony, not hostility, in nature. I began not by feeling torn, but in plenitude.