Only Three Things Are Infinite. The Sky

[the Artist] Is Like A Pump; He Has Inside Him A Great Pipe That Reaches Down Into The Entrails Of Things, The Deepest Layers. He Sucks Up What Was Lying There Below, Dim And Unnoticed, And Brings It In Great Jets To The Sunlight.

The More You Approach Infinity, The Deeper You Penetrate Terror

The Whole Dream Of Democracy Is To Raise The Proletarian To The Level Of Stupidity Attained By The Bourgeois.

The Writer Must Wade Into Life As Into The Sea, But Only Up To The Navel.

Do Not Imagine You Can Exorcise What Oppresses You In Life By Giving Vent To It In Art.