Who Rebels? Who rises in arms? Rarely the slave, but almost always the oppressor turned slave.

To act is to anchor in an imminent future, so imminent it becomes almost tangible; to act is to feel you are consubstantial with that future.

Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.

What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?

The obsession with suicide is characteristic of the man who can neither live nor die, and whose attention never swerves from this double impossibility.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.