For a man who no longer has a homeland, writing becomes a place to live.
In psycho-analysis nothing is true except the exaggerations.
In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.
Truth is inseperable from the illusory belief that from the figures of the unreal one day, in spite of all, real deliverance will come.
He who has laughter on his side has no need of proof.
The new human type cannot be properly understood without awareness of what he is continuously exposed to from the world of things about him, even in his most secret innervations.