I write with one hand, but I fight with both.
Gutenberg's invention of printing is the greatest event-the mother of revolution
Symmetry is ennui, and ennui is the very essence of grief and melancholy. Despair yawns.
The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.
I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by somebody I don't know. It doesn't last, and it's good for nothing. You break your neck simply living.
The aim of art is almost divine: to bring to life again if it is writing history, to create if it is writing poetry.