“Nearly all a poor bastard's desires are punishable by jail.” — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
“I tell you, little man, life's fall guys, beaten, fleeced to the bone, sweated from time immemorial, I warn you, that when the princes of this world start loving you, it means they're going to grind you up into battle… — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
“All our misery comes from wanting at all costs to go on being Tom, Dick, or Harry, year in, year out. This body of… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
“Now I know... we have at least two friends!... Cillie von Leiden and the hunchback... not bad in our situation... or, come right down… — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
I hadn't found out yet that mankind consists of two very different races, the rich and the poor. It took me ... and plenty… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
Since life consists of madness spiked with lies, the farther you are from each other the more lies you can put into it and… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
In my room I'd barely closed my eyes when the blonde from the movie house came along and sang her whole song of sorrow… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
There's a point of poverty at which the spirit isn't with the body all the time. It finds the body really too unbearable. So… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
“People cling to their rotten memories, to all their misfortunes, and you can't pry them loose. These things keep them busy. They avenge themselves… — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
“He couldn't have explained this misery of his, it exceeded his education.” — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
“Hurry hurry, cram yourself full of dreams to carry you through the life that's waiting for you outside, when you leave here, to help… — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
The poetry of heroism appeals irresistibly to those who don't go to a war, and even more to those whom the war is making… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
“While he was cautiously preambling, I tried to form a picture of all he did each day to earn his calories, all his grimaces… — Louis-Ferdinand Céline Copy Share Image
