As soon as someone dies, frenzied construction of the future (shifting furniture, etc.): futuromania.

Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.

...language is never innocent.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.

The birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.

Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

The skyscraper establishes the block, the block creates the street, the street offers itself to man.

We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense.

The photographic image... is a message without a code.

Engage in no pursuit in which you cannot look up unto God, and say, 'Bless me in this, my Father!

Do what you are passionate about. Do it for yourself, nobody else.

Nevermore shall men make slaves of others! Not in Asgard--not on Earth--not any place where the hammer of Thor can be swung--or where men of good faith hold freedom dear!

There are some men above grief and some men below it.

The full and joyful acceptance of the worst in oneself may be the only sure way of transforming it.

If mutual respect does derive from unilateral respect, it does so by opposition.

I have a job that requires me to be in the public eye in the way that makes me extra careful about sharing information.

Remember: A best-selling book usually follows a simple rule, It's a wonderful story, wonderfully told; not, It's a wonderfully told story.

I'm just like a giant candy cane, the ladies want to lick me all over.

A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one