We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.

Between the demand to be clear,and the temptation to be obscure, impossible to decide which deserves more respect.

What can be said, lacks reality. Only what fails to make its way into words exists and counts.

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

After having struggled madly to solve all problems, after having suffered on the heights of despair, in the supreme hour of revelation, you will find that the only answer, the only reality, is silence.

My mission is to suffer for all those who suffer without knowing it. I must pay for them, expiate their unconsciousness, their luck to be ignorant of how unhappy they are.

There is only one thing worse than boredom, and that is the fear of boredom.