Philosophy: Impersonal anxiety; refuge among anemic ideas.

Read day and night, devour books - these sleeping pills - not to know but to forget! Through books you can retrace your way back to the origins of spleen, discarding history and its illusions.

For you who no longer possess it, freedom is everything, for us who do, it is merely an illusion.

Losing love is so rich a philosophical ordeal that it makes a hairdresser into a rival of Socrates.

Our place is somewhere between being and nonbeing - between two fictions.

No human beings are more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief

Anyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher's the poet's equal there.