Though the immediate impression of rebellion may obscure the fact, the task of authentic literature is nevertheless only conceivable in terms of a desire for fundamental communication with the reader.

Sacrifice is nothing other than the production of sacred things.

Literature ... is the rediscovery of childhood.

Sovereignty, loyalty, and solitude.

The owl flies, in the moonlight, over a field where the wounded cry out. Like the owl, I fly in the night over my own misfortune.

Naturally, love's the most distant possibility.

I believe that truth has only one face: that of a violent contradiction.