We have a very precise image - an image at times shameless - of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it.

A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.

I am attracted to fantastic writing, and fantastic reading, of course. But I think things that we call fantastic may be real, in the sense of being real symbols.

The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.

We have shared out, like thieves, the amazing treasures of days and nights.

In adultery, there is usually tenderness and self-sacrifice; in murder, courage; in profanation and blasphemy, a certain satanic splendour. Judas elected those offences unvisited by any virtues: abuse of confidence and informing.

Another school declares that all time has already transpired and that our life is only the crepuscular and no doubt falsified and mutilated memory or reflection of an irrecoverable process.