I am not recommending "popular" literature which aims at the lowest.

There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.

The recent experiences of pocketbooks prove this. I have changed my public since my works have been published in a smaller format.

Is there really nothing, nothing left of me?

[Stéphane Mallarmé] theory of the hermetic is a mistake, but he can be only difficult to read when he has difficult things to say.

If I became a philosopher, if I have so keenly sought this fame for which I'm still waiting, it's all been to seduce women basically.

One does not adopt a new idea, one slips into it.