“My life, my life, my very old one My first badly healed desire, My first crippled love, You had to return. It was necessary to know What is best in our lives, When two bodies play at happiness, Unite, reborn… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“Youth was the time for happiness, its only season; young people, leading a lazy, carefree life, partially occupied by scarcely absorbing studies, were able to devote themselves unlimitedly to the liberated exultation of their bodies. They could play, dance, love,… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
I think it's more difficult to live without a religion, definitely. — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
I think that if writers don't speak about real life, it's because they don't know it. — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“In my life, I had known suffering, oppression, anxiety; I had never known boredom. I could see no objection to the endless, imbecile repetition… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
I admit that invective is one of my pleasures. This only brings me problems in life, but that's it. I attack, I insult. I… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“... I spent whole afternoons at Bon Marché looking at pullovers, there was no sense in going on like that.” — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
I've lived so little that I tend to imagine I'm not going to die; it seems improbable that human existence can be reduced to… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
Rumor had it that he was homosexual; in reality, in recent years, he was simply a garden-variety alcoholic. — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“He doesn't know it yet, but the infinity of childhood is brief.” — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“Olga was nice, Olga was nice and loving, Olga loved him, he repeated to himself with a growing sadness as he also realised that… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“The problem is, it's just not enough to live according to the rules. Sure, you manage to live according to the rules. Sometimes it's… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
“Life sometimes offers you a chance, he thought, but when you are too cowardly or too indecisive to seize it life takes the cards… — Michel Houellebecq Copy Share Image
