In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.

It was futile to attack with reason the stout wall of irrational feelings that, as is known, is the stuff of which the female mind is made.

Necessity, weight, and value are three concepts inextricably bound: only necessity is heavy, and only what is heavy has value.

But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself?

The moment Kafka attracts more attenetion than Joseph K., Kafka's posthumous death begins.

Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.

There are things that can be accomplished only by violence. Physical love is unthinkable without violence.