The source of our actions resides in an unconscious propensity to regard ourselves as the center, the cause, and the conclusion of time. Our reflexes and our pride transform into a planet the parcel of flesh and consciousness we are.

To read is to let someone else work for you - the most delicate form of exploitation.

The need for novelty is the characteristic of an alienated gorilla.

Melancholy redeems this universe, and yet it is melancholy that separates us from it.

At this very moment, I am suffering—as we say in French, j’ai mal. This event, crucial for me, is nonexistent, even inconceivable for anyone else, for everyone else. Except for God, if that word can have a meaning.

Woes and wonders of power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.

A garbled quotation is equivalent to a betrayal, an insult, a prejudice.