No one should forget: Eros alone can fulfill life; knowledge, never. Only Eros makes sense; knowledge is empty infinity; – for thoughts, there is always time; life has its time; there is no thought that comes too late; any desire can become a regret.

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

An aphorism? Fire without flames. Understandable that no one tries to warm himself at it.

Self-conscious rejection of the absolute is the best way to resist God; thus illusion, the substance of life, is saved.

What music appeals to in us it is difficult to know; what we do know is that music reaches a zone so deep that madness itself cannot penetrate there.

Life is merely a fracas on an unmapped terrain, and the universe a geometry stricken with epilepsy.

I have always struggled, with the sole intention of ceasing to struggle. Result: zero.