For a man who no longer has a homeland, writing becomes a place to live.
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.
Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.
The human is indissolubly linked with imitation: a human being only becomes human at all by imitating other human beings.
True thoughts are those alone which do not understand themselves.
Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men.