Literature ... Is The Rediscovery Of Childhood.

Philosophy Finds Itself To Be No Longer Anything But The Heir To A Fabulous Mystical Theology, But Missing A God And Wiping The Slate Clean.

Only Literature Could Reveal The Process Of Breaking The Law - Without Which The Law Would Have No End - Independently Of The Necessity To Create Order.

We Have In Fact Only Two Certainties In This World - That We Are Not Everything And That We Will Die.

If I Want To Realize Totality In My Consciousness, I Have To Relate Myself To An Immense, Ludicrous, And Painful Convulsion Of All Of Humanity.

The Anguish Of The Neurotic Individual Is The Same As That Of The Saint. The Neurotic, The Saint Are Engaged In The Same Battle. Their Blood Flows From Similar Wounds. But The First One Gasps And The Other One Gives.