Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal – less for the pleasure of eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him.

Life without utopia is suffocating, for the multitude at least: threatened otherwise with petrifaction, the world must have a new madness.

Philosophers write for professors; thinkers for writers.

Criticism is a misconception: we must read not to understand others but to understand ourselves.

Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.

The capital phenomenon, the most catastrophic disaster, is uninterrupted sleeplessness, that nothingness without release.

Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have.