Normal People Have Nothing To Forget.

The Premonition Of Madness Is Complicated By The Fear Of Lucidity In Madness, The Fear Of The Moments Of Return And Reunion... One Would Welcome Chaos If One Were Not Afraid Of Lights In It.

We Are So Lonely In Life That We Must Ask Ourselves If The Loneliness Of Dying Is Not A Symbol Of Our Human Existence.

One Hardly Saves A World Without Ruling It.

To Exist Is A Habit I Do Not Despair Of Acquiring.

Write Books Only If You Are Going To Say In Them The Things You Would Never Dare Confide To Anyone.