One never tires of what is well written, style is life! It is the very blood of thought!

Be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work.

Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance.

Books aren't made in the way that babies are: they are made like pyramids. There's some long-pondered plan, and then great blocks of stone are placed one on top of the other, and it's back-breaking, sweaty, time consuming work. And all to no purpose! It just stands there in the desert! But it towers over it prodigiously. Jackals piss at the base of it, and bourgeois clamber to the top of it, etc. Continue this comparison.

Come, let’s be calm: no one incapable of restraint was ever a writer.

I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.

The one way of tolerating existence is to lose oneself in literature as in a perpetual orgy.