Any translation which intends to perform a transmitting function cannot transmit anything but information-hence, something inessential. This is the hallmark of bad translations.

Allegories are, in the realm of thought, what ruins are in the realm of things.

Genuine polemics approach a book as lovingly as a cannibal spices a baby.

Death is the sanction of everything that the storyteller can tell. He has borrowed his authority from death.

Those who do not learn how to decipher photographs will be the illiterate of the future.

All religions have honored the beggar. For he proves that in a matter at the same time as prosaic and holy, banal and regenerative as the giving of alms, intellect and morality, consistency and principles are miserably inadequate.

To be happy is to be able to become aware of oneself without fright.