What did I really think fifteen years ago? A nonbeliever, I felt guilty in the midst of all those believers. And since it seemed to me that they were in the right, I decided to believe, as you might decide to take an aspirin: It can't hurt and you might get better.

If you interact with things in your life, everything is constantly changing. And if nothing changes, you're an idiot.

And so I fell devoutly asleep and slept a long time, because young people seem to need sleep more than the old, who have already slept so much and are preparing to sleep for all eternity.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.

When you are on the dancefloor, there is nothing to do but dance.

Simple mechanisms do not love.

You can be obsessed by remorse all your life, not because you chose the wrong thing- you can always repent, atone : but because you never had the chance to prove to yourself that you would have chosen the right thing.