dve stvari su za mene neprihvatljive: biti rođen i onda umreti. samo to nisam tražio, i to nikako ne prihvatam. - Eugène Ionesco

In the history of humanity there are no civilizations or cultures which fail to manifest, in one or a thousand ways, this need for an absolute that is called heaven, freedom, a miracle, a lost paradise to be regained, peace, the going beyond History... There is no religion in which everyday life is not considered a prison; there is no philosophy or ideology that does not think that we live in alienation.... Humanity has always had a nostalgia for the freedom that is only beauty, that is only real; life, plenitude, light.

Vorbitul a tout propos şi hors de propos după modelul lui Paul Sterian, Ion I. Cantacuzino sau Emil Cioran este foarte hazardat si trebuie neapărat susţinut de graţia primului, silueta impozantă a secundului sau de naivitatea teribilă a celui de al treilea.

It’s a play about the life and martyrdom of a modern saint, who has just been canonized by the Church — or is it beatified? Which comes first? I’m not sure. Anyway, his name was Father Maximilian Kolbe, a Pole, and he died in Auschwitz. They were going to send some prisoners to a mine, where they would die of hunger and thirst. Father Kolbe offered to go instead of a man who had a wife and children and didn’t want to die. That man is still alive. … It won’t matter to me at all whether the Church canonizes him or not. The important thing is that such a man existed. -->