A man of the right doesn't write in the same way as a man of the left, you can see that right away, or a woman of the right or a woman of the left.

Words have to murder reality before they can hold it captive.

The body is not a thing, it is a situation: it is our grasp on the world and our sketch of our project

Old age was growing inside me. It kept catching my eye from the depths of the mirror. I was paralyzed sometimes as I saw it making its way toward me so steadily when nothing inside me was ready for it.

What an odd thing a diary is: the things you omit are more important than those you put in.

Sometimes speech is no more than a device for saying nothing - and a neater one than silence.

Society cares about the individual only in so far as he is profitable. The young know this. Their anxiety as they enter in upon social life matches the anguish of the old as they are excluded from it.