We wait. We are bored. (He throws up his hand.) No, don't protest, we are bored to death, there's no denying it. Good. A diversion comes along and what do we do? We let it go to waste. Come, let's get to work! (He advances towards the heap, stops in his stride.) In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone more, in the midst of nothingness!

The only sin is the sin of being born.

As it is with the love of the body, so with the friendship of the mind, the full is only reached by admittance to the most retired places.

Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.

That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly.

I don’t like animals. It’s a strange thing, I don’t like men and I don’t like animals. As for God, he is beginning to disgust me.

Words fail, there are times when even they fail.