Dignity: the doomed man’s final refuge.

I have no words for my reality.

If anyone has a conscience it’s generally a guilty one.

Technology… the knack of so arranging the world that we don’t have to experience it.

I don’t believe in providence and fate, as a technologist I am used to reckoning with the formulae of probability.

You can put anything into words, except your own life.

There are all sorts of ways of murdering a person or at least his soul, and that’s something no police in the world can spot.

There is no art without Eros.

The difference between an author and a horse is that the horse doesn’t understand the horse dealer’s language.

It’s precisely the disappointing stories, which have no proper ending and therefore no proper meaning, that sound true to life.

Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.

Technology is the knack of so arranging the world that we don’t have to experience it.

Dignity: the doomed man’s final refuge.

It is only the consciousness of a nonexistence which allows us to realize for moments that we are living.

Nothing is harder than to accept oneself.

When you say a friend has a sense of humor do you mean that he makes you laugh, or that he can make you laugh?

A man with convictions finds an answer for everything. Convictions are the best form of protection against the living truth.

Either marriage is a destiny, I believe, or there is no sense in it at all, it’s a piece of humbug.

I live, like every real man, in my work.

Strictly speaking, every citizen above a certain level of income is guilty of some offense.

My greatest fear: repetition.

Jealousy is the fear of comparison.