One must turn the tongue seven times in the mouth before speaking.

The new is not a fashion, it is a value.

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

For the theatre one needs long arms; it is better to have them too long than too short. An artiste with short arms can never, never make a fine gesture.

Those who fail to reread are obliged to read the same story everywhere.

If I acknowledge my dependency, I do so because for me it is a means of signifying my demand: in the realm of love, futility is not a "weakness" or an "absurdity": it is a strong sign: the more futile, the more it signifies and the more it asserts itself as strength.)

The incapacity to name is a good symptom of disturbance.