I accept everything but that which tends to hold me in a servile condition.

I write for the same reasons that cause other people to vandalize mailboxes, to shoot down cops, to kill their bosses, to destroy social order. Because something bothers me : a disgust, a desire.


The future only exists in the present.

Humans have invented millions of gods to hide their own power, which they're afraid of, from themselves.

Humans have also invented gods in order that their misery might appear as though it flowed from some higher source.

Let us never forget that our masters have the souls of slaves.

Everything's a hypothesis. Even this idea.

I want to make the least possible of my dirty business as a human.


Louis Scutenaire