Being or nothing, that is the question. Ascending, descending, coming, going, a man does so much that in the end he disappears. — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
The Iliad is the private lives of people thrown into disorder by history. — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“His thoughts were hemmed in. One can only draw curved lines on the terrestrial sphere which, as they extend, forever meet with themselves. At… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
When Ulysses hears his own story sung by an epic poet and then he reveals his identity and the poet wants to continue singing,… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“As the saying goes: time is money- so give me some money to think.” — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“Spiders’ teeth are not so long as a torment that cannot be avowed.” — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
It doesn't seem to me that anyone has discovered much that's new since the Iliad or the Odyssey. — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
It seems to me that an author who has determined very new domains in literature is Gertrude Stein. — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
To have one's own story told by a third party who doesn't know that the character in question is himself the hero of the… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
Many novelists take well-defined, precise characters, whose stories are sometimes of mediocre interest, and place them in an important historical context, which remains secondary… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“He wanted to be content with an identity nicely chopped into pieces of varying lengths, but whose character was always similar, without dyeing it… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
The poet is never inspired, because he is the master of that which appears to others as inspiration. He does not wait for inspiration… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“Rules cease to exist once they have outlived their value, but forms live on eternally. There are forms of the novel which impose on… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
