Occupation: Writer Birth: September 15, 1914 Death: March 8, 1999
To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares,- to be in love with one of those images was worse than being….
The body is imaginary, and we bow to the tyranny of a phantom. Love is a privilege perception, the most total and lucid not only of the unreality of ….
And the reason I am so nervous is that everything I do now is leading me to one of three possible futures... Which one will it be? Time alone will te….
Revolution: Political movement which gets many people´s hopes up, let´s even more people down, makes almost everybody uncomfortable, and a few, extra….
I believe we lose immortality because we have not conquered our opposition to death; we keep insisting on the primary, rudimentary idea: that the who….
Perhaps we always want the person we love, to have the existence of a ghost..
Life has now taught me that love for things, like all unrequited love, takes its toll in the long run..
People love nobody as much as they do their hatred..
The sea is endless when you are in a rowboat..