The Need To Go Astray, To Be

Realism Gives Me The Impression Of A Mistake. Violence Alone Escapes The Feeling Of Poverty Of Those Realistic Experiences. Only Death And Desire Have The Force That Oppresses, That Takes One's Breath Away. Only The Extremism Of Desire And Death Enable One To Attain The Truth.

Literature ... Is The Rediscovery Of Childhood.

Inner Experience ... Is Not Easily Accessible And, Viewed From The Outside By Intelligence, It Would Even Be Necessary To See In It A Sum Of Distinct Operations, Some Intellectual, Others Aesthetic, Yet Others Moral. ... It Is Only From Within, Lived To The Point Of Terror, That It Appears To Unify That Which Discursive Thought Must Separate.

What Causes [fragmentation] If Not A Need To Act That Specializes Us And Limits Us To The Horizon Of A Particular Activity? Even If It Turns Out To Be For The General Interest (which Generally Isn't True), The Activity That Subordinates Each Of Our Aspects To A Specific Result Suppresses Our Being As An Entirety. Whoever Acts Substitutes A Particular End For What He Or She Is, As A Total Being.

Nothing Radically Changes When Instead Of Human Satisfaction, We Think Of The Satisfaction Of Some Heavenly Being! God's Person Displaces The Problem And Does Not Abolish It.