I think [Alain Robbe-Grillet] a good writer, but he speaks to the comfortable bourgeoisie.

He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.

One could only damage oneself through the harm one did to others. One could never get directly at oneself.

The plight of modern man is that he is condemmed to be free.

Words There is no good father, that's the rule. Don't lay the blame on men but on the bond of paternity, which is rotten. To beget children, nothing better; to have them, what iniquity!

For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.

I was a neophyte in another world [in 1954].