The more one has suffered, the less one demands. To protest is a sign one has traversed no hell.

Word - that invisible dagger.

Ideas should be neutral. But man animates them with his passions and folly. Impure and turned into beliefs, they take on the appearance of reality. The passage from logic is consummated. Thus are born ideologies, doctrines, and bloody farce.

I dream of a language whose words, like fists, would fracture jaws.

To exist is equivalent to an act of faith, a protest against the truth, an interminable prayer. As soon as they consent to live, the unbeliever and the man of faith are fundamentally the same, since both have made the only decision that defines a being.

Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.

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