Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine 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
