I have no nationality - the best possible status for an intellectual.

A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay for the invention of speech.

I have decided not to oppose anyone ever again, since I have noticed that I always end by resembling my latest enemy.

Maniacs of Procreation, bipeds with devalued faces, we have lost all appeal for each other.

Each of us must pay for the slightest damage he inflicts upon a universe created for indifference and stagnation, sooner or later, he will regret not having left it intact.

Basis of society: anonymous sweat.

True moral elegance consists in the art of disguising one's victories as defeats.