The only way of enduring one disaster after the next is to love the very idea of disaster: if we succeed, there are no further surprises, we are superior to whatever occurs, we are invincible victims.

We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.

The curtain of the universe is moth-eaten, and through its holes we see nothing now but mask and ghost.

I do not want to see BP nickel and diming these businesses that are having a tough time.

A book has to dig through the wounds, more, it has cause a new one, a book it has to be dangerous.

Utopia is a mixture of childish rationalism and secularized angelism.

As long as one believes in philosophy, one is healthy; sickness begins when one starts to think.