I became bold because I had absolutely nothing to lose: neither honors, nor earnings, nor friends. I had to find myself anew and rely only on myself, because I could rely on no one else. My form is my solitude.

Against the background of general freakishness the case of my particular freakishness was lost.

Man is profoundly dependent on the reflection of himself in another man's soul, be it even the soul of an idiot.

There were three of us; Witkiewicz, Bruno Schulz, and myself--the three muskateers of the Polish avant-garde between the wars. Only Witkiewicz remains to be discovered.

You, oh mature ones, keep company solely with other mature ones, and your maturity is so mature that it can only chum up with maturity!

I am reading Sienkiewicz. What tormenting reading. What a powerful genius! And there never was such a first-rate writer of the second-rate class.

It is in the prime of youth that man sinks into empty phrases and grimaces. It's in this smithy that our maturity is forged.