I don't like this world. I definitely do not like it. The society in which I live disgusts me; advertising sickens me; computers make me puke.

I'd say that the question whether love still exists plays the same role in my novels as the question of God's existence in Dostoevsky.

To increase desires to an unbearable level whilst making the fulfillment of them more and more inaccessible: this was the single principle upon which Western society was based.

Beds last on an average much longer than marriages.

On Sunday morning I went out for a while in the neighbourhood; I bought some raisin bread. The day was warm but a little sad, as Sundays often are in Paris, especially when one doesn't believe in God.

Depressive lucidity, usually described as a radical withdrawal from ordinary human concerns, generally manifests itself by a profound indifference to things which are genuinely of minor interest. Thus it is possible to imagine a depressed lover, while the idea of a depressed patriot seems frankly inconceivable.

Islam is a dangerous religion.