I believe that in the history of art and of thought there has always been at every living moment of culture a will to renewal. This is not the prerogative of the last decade only. All history is nothing but a succession of crises - of rupture, repudiation and resistance. When there is no crisis, there is stagnation, petrifaction and death. All thought, all art is aggressive.

People who don't read are brutes. It is better to write than to make war, isn't it?

Beauty is a precious trace that eternity causes to appear to us and that it takes away from us. A manifestation of eternity, and a sign of death as well.

Boredom flourishes too, when you feel safe. It's a symptom of security.

We haven't the time to take out time.

Describe a circle, stroke its back and it turns vicious.

I still forget, sometimes, that I am no longer 12 years old.