We still can't control the consequences our choices will bring. Not only do we want freedom of choice, but we also want a guarantee that whatever we choose will be exactly as we envisioned it.

Freud also said we choose our own neuroses. Capitalism is the neurosis of humanity.

We aren't really the victims. After all, we created the system ourselves and as long as we keep consuming, it will continue to exist. Ultimately, capitalism only mirrors human nature.

The position of the hysterical subject is that he or she always guesses what is behind the curtain, that is why such a subject usually ends up [...] giving up on love.

I don't criticize political or electoral freedom, but capitalism's perversion of the concept: the illusion that I hold the power over my own life.

We constantly feel stressed, overwhelmed and guilty.It's our own fault if we're unhappy. It means we made a bad decision.

Love emerges at the point of a lacking word, and one offers one's being to fill the lack.

I do have the power. I can decide for myself what I want, even if the thought stresses me out.

You have tried to be superior in an ordinary realm. Now you must learn to be ordinary in a superior realm.

My meal arrived. It was a bowl of tepid, green curried water with two spinach leaves floating in it. The waiter called it 'vegetable soup'. I called it inedible slop.

If I had to create a god, I would lend him a “slow understanding”: a kind of drip-by-drip understanding of problems. People who understand quickly frighten me.

Now I have enough money to travel wherever I want, but I haven't got the health.

Running is a simple sport. You don't need all the zoopy zoopy.

Unfortunately, I don't get to read nearly as much as I want because I'm always working on my own stuff, either the novels or newspaper columns.

We live to survive our paradoxes.

I don't care who writes a nation's laws - or crafts its advanced treaties - if I can write its economics textbooks.

Life is a celebration… I try to enjoy it as much as possible.

Imora thea mi savur," Ash whispered under his breath in Atlantean. God save me from love.