“Woe betide the man who refuses to conform.” — Eugene Ionesco

Often, alas, the most detestable kind of bourgeois is the anti-bourgeois kind of bourgeois.

Art goes beyond politics. Even if there are writers who are involved in politics, eventually, in one or two centuries, it's not their politics which is going to count, but the fact of having given life to feelings, of having created characters and made a living work of art.

The artist can be above political parties, he can belong in a political party, he can act in politics.

Politics separate men by bringing them together only superficially. Art and culture unite us in a common anguish that is our only possible fraternity, that of our existential and metaphysical community.