In the state I was in, if someone had come and told me I could go home quietly, that they would leave me my life whole, it would have left me cold: several hours or several years of waiting is all the same when you have lost the illusion of being eternal.

If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.

Originally, poetry creates the myth, while the prose-writer draws its portrait.

On my way to the office in the morning, there are, in front of me, behind me, other men going to their jobs. I see them; if I dared, I would smile at them. I think to myself that I am a socialist, that they are the purpose of my life, of my efforts and that they do not know it yet.

I have no need for good souls: an accomplice is what I wanted.

it was odd, he thought, that a man could hate himself as though he were someone else.

Genius is what a man invents when he is looking for a way out.