One can see only what one has already seen.
The creation of something complete and whole, be it good or bad – and if it's never entirely good, it's very often not all bad – yes, the creation of something complete seems to stir in me above all a feeling of envy. A completed thing is like a child; although imperfect like everything human, it belongs to us like our own children.
Every man, to be able to live and love, needs to idealize himself (and, ultimately, those he loves).
The letters from the ink in my pen are an absurd map of magic signs.
Reality is made up of what is common and shared. That's why we as individuals only exist in the spurious part of our sensations.
Those who have Gods don't have tedium. Tedium is the lack of a mythology.