To Hope Is To Contradict The Future.

You Cannot Protect Your Solitude If You Cannot Make Yourself Odious.

My Enthusiasms...constitute My Reserves, My Unexploited Resources, Perhaps My Future.

Show Me One Thing Here On Earth Which Has Begun Well And Not Ended Badly. The Proudest Palpitations Are Engulfed In A Sewer, Where They Cease Throbbing, As Though Having Reached Their Natural Term: This Downfall Constitutes The Heart's Drama And The Negative Meaning Of History.

Do I Look Like Someone Who Has Something To Do Here On Earth?' —that's What I'd Like To Answer The Busybodies Who Inquire Into My Activities.

To Devastate By Language, To Blow Up The Word And With It The World.