He gave up. He’d been feeling like giving up for a long, long time. I guess it’s maturity, they say it always gets you in the end. I don’t seem to have any more principles left, so it’s got to be maturity... A broken man, I guess that’s what you become, the moment you are no longer a kid.
Printing mistakes adds value because of the probability calculus, which makes their intrusion into something problematic and almost impossible, even when everything’s conceived, precisely, to avoid the intrusion of human error.
Disease-carrying thoughts swarm and multiply in the dark and twisted labyrinths of our minds, and all that is needed is a mob and a good political slogan for the epidemic to be spread once again, with a burst of automatic weapons or a mushroom cloud.
When a war is won, it’s the losers, not the winners, who are liberated.
Humor is an affirmation of dignity, a declaration of man’s superiority to all that befalls him.
The avantgarde are people who don’t exactly know where they want to go, but are the first to get there.
I’ve had a lot of fun. Good-bye, and thank you.
Men sometimes die much earlier than they are burried.
I see History as a relay race in which one of us, before dropping in his tracks, must carry one stage further the challenge of being a man.
They thought I suffered from lack of exterior, when I suffered from excess of interior.
A writer’s subconscious is one of the filthiest places there are: as a matter of fact, you can find the whole world there.
Reality is not an inspiration for literature. At its best, literature is an inspiration for reality.
Sometimes I have the feeling that we live in a dubbed movie and everybody moves their lips but the voices don’t correspond. We are all post-synchronized and sometimes is very accomplished and looks natural.
I am weak, I say with no presumptions. I have no merit, I note it, that is all. There are times that I feel so weak there most be a mistake, and as I don’t know what I mean with this, I am not going to say anything else.
Literature is greater than any of us, dammit.
There is more to Jewish history than Auschwitz.
Je crois que c’est les injustes qui dorment le mieux, parce qu’ils s’en foutent, alors que les justes ne peuvent pas fermer l’oeil et se font du mauvais sang pour tout.
If the world can no longer afford the luxury of natural beauty, then it will soon be overcome and destroyed by its own ugliness.
The trouble with hysteria is that it’s contagious.
Look, what do you think it matters to me, all that – all that business of – of the body? Do you suppose I actually picked you, of my own free will? As if I’d gone out shopping and decided you were the best buy for the money? I had no choice at all... You’re you, and there’s no one, nothing else. We talk about ‘falling’ in love. Well, I ’fell.