Basis of society: anonymous sweat.

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.

Only one thing matters: learning to be the loser.

I have decided not to oppose anyone ever again, since I have noticed that I always end by resembling my latest enemy.

We must suffer to the end, to the moment when we stop believing in suffering.

A regret understood by no one: the regret to be a pessimist. It’s not easy to be on the wrong foot with life.

One cannot live without motives. I have no motives left, and I am living.