[Contemporary writer] could be a kind of [Samuel] Beckett who would not be felt to be totally committed to despair.

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

I have nothing but contempt for you idiotic chosen ones who have the heart to rejoice when there are the damned in Hell and the poor on earth; as for me, I am on the side of men and I will not leave it.

Hell is for other people.

To keep hope alive one must, in spite of all mistakes, horrors, and crimes, recognize the obvious superiority of the socialist camp.

The consciousness that says 'I am' is not the consciousness that thinks.

If literature isn't everything, it's not worth a single hour of someone's trouble.