Nonexistence. The society of the nonexistent. In the street yesterday a nonexistent person trod on my foot with his nonexistent foot.

One cannot start a new life, you can only continue the old one.

Nonexistence. The society of the nonexistent. In the street yesterday a nonexistent person trod on my foot with his nonexistent foot.

I look on my life as raw material for my novels: that's just the way I am, and it frees me from any inhibitions.

I tried to depict the human face of this history, I wanted to write a book that people would actually want to read.

Talking is not enough; words don't clarify anything. I'll have to hit upon something, but what?

Of course, living is another way of killing oneself: its drawback is that it takes so horribly long.