I have no nationality - the best possible status for an intellectual.
I'm simply an accident. Why take it all so seriously?
Criticism is a misconception: we must read not to understand others but to understand ourselves.
You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.
Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.
Torment, for some men, is a need, an appetite, and an accomplishment.
Truths begin by a conflict with the police - and end by calling them in.
Under each formula lies a corpse.
We define only out of despair, we must have a formula... to give a facade tot he void.
We derive our vitality from our store of madness.
We die in proportion to the words we fling around us.
We inhabit a language rather than a country.
To want fame is to prefer dying scorned than forgotten.
We understand God by everything in ourselves that is fragmentary, incomplete, and inopportune.
We would not be interested in human beings if we did not have the hope of someday meeting someone worse off than ourselves.