Tears do not burn except in solitude.

On Creating — What we crave, what we want to see in others eyes, is that servile expression, an unconcealed infatuation with our gestures.

Each time I fail to think about death, I have the impression of cheating, of deceiving someone in me.

Doubt works deep within you like a disease or, even more effectively, like a faith.

To act is to anchor in an imminent future, so imminent it becomes almost tangible; to act is to feel you are consubstantial with that future.

My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.

However much I have frequented the mystics, deep down I have always sided with the Devil; unable to equal him in power, I have tried to be worthy of him, at least, in insolence, acrimony, arbitrariness and caprice.