Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.

The Diabolical sometimes assumes the aspect of the Good, or even embodies itself completely in its form. If this remains concealedfrom me, I am of course defeated, for this Good is more tempting than the genuine Good.

I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicable, to tell about something I have in my bones, something which can be expressed only in the bones.

A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.

But questions that don’t answer themselves at the very moment of their asking are never answered.

Time is short, my strength is limited, the office is a horror, the apartment is noisy, and if a pleasant, straightforward life is not possible, then one must try to wriggle through by subtle manoeuvres.

God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them.