Some men are born committed to action: they do not have a choice, they have been thrown on a path, at the end of that path, an act awaits them, their act.

I say a murder is abstract. You pull the trigger and after that you do not understand anything that happens.

As for me, I am mean: that means that I need the suffering of others to exist. A flame. A flame in their hearts. When I am all alone, I am extinguished.

The revolution you dream of is not ours. You don't want to change the world; you want to blow it up.

I discovered suddenly that alienation, exploitation of man by man, under-nourishment, relegated to the background metaphysical evil which is a luxury.

What I see is teeming cohesion, contained dispersal... For him, to sculpt is to take the fat off space.

I have seen children dying of hunger. Over against a dying child La Nausee cannot act as a counterweight.