Truth has only two sides, but it's the third side that's best. - Eugène Ionesco

Within the confines of the great, universal prison, I had made for myself a smaller prison, a prison made to order. I had carved out for myself a little niche in which I could live. It was tiny, I had no doubt about that point. But at least it was made to measure, to my measure. A little niche in a prison that kept me from seeing the prison. A prison without work? Was I bored? Was I resigned? Tired, no doubt.

...există emoţii nepermise, precum, de pildă, viţelismul la poarta de aur fals a literaturii proaste. (...) Românul este, de altfel, leneş în viaţa de toate zilele, liric în poezie, tembel în politică şi impresionist în critica literară.

Je meurs, vous entendez, je veux dire que je meurs, je n'arrive pas à le dire, je ne fais que de la littérature.