perfidious society masturbators

I would be the unhappiest person imaginable, confronted daily with disastrous works crying out with errors, imprecision, carelessness, amateurishness. I avoided this punishment by destroying them, I thought, and suddenly I took great pleasure in the word destroying.

Toda idea, al fin y al cabo, es una idea demencial.

The art we need is the art of bearing the unbearable.

The anger and the brutality against everything can readily from one hour to the next be transformed into its opposite.

All my life I have had the utmost admiration for suicides. I have always considered them superior to me in every way.

I really only write about inner landscapes and most people don't see them, because they see practically nothing within, because they think that because it's inside, it's dark, and so they don't see anything. I don't think I've ever yet, in any of my books, described a landscape. There's really nothing of the kind in any of them. I only ever write concepts. And so I'm always referring to "mountains" or "a city" or "streets." But as to how they look: I've never produced a description of a landscape. That's never even interested me.