I refuse to adapt or integrate myself..

Of course, living is another way of killing oneself: its drawback is that it takes so horribly long..

Talking is not enough; words don't clarify anything. I'll have to hit upon something, but what?.

Nonexistence. The society of the nonexistent. In the street yesterday a nonexistent person trod on my foot with his nonexistent foot..

There's just one revolution that I can take seriously, and that's a police revolution..

I am sick of atrocities, though these are now the natural order of our world. And I would still like to act!.

...I would like to live a little bit longer in this beautiful concentration camp..

You just sit there and tolerate it, the same way everything in this country is tolerated. Every deception, every lie, every bullet in the brains. Jus….

One cannot start a new life, you can only continue the old one..

I tried to depict the human face of this history, I wanted to write a book that people would actually want to read..

I look on my life as raw material for my novels: that's just the way I am, and it frees me from any inhibitions..