Is A Novel Anything But A Trap

I Was Not A Hypocrite, With One Real Face And Several False Ones. I Had Several Faces Because I Was Young And Didn't Know Who I Was Or Wanted To Be.

Culture Is Perishing In Overproduction, In An Avalanche Of Words, In The Madness Of Quantity.

Sad Company Is Bad Company.

The Only Reason People Want To Be Masters Of The Future Is To Change The Past.

The Man Hunched Over His Motorcycle Can Focus Only On The Present... He Is Caught In A Fragment Of Time Cut Off From Both The Past And The Future... He Has No Fear, Because The Source Of Fear Is In The Future, And A Person Freed Of The Future Has Nothing To Fear.