Michel HouellebecqThinkers

Censorship is a sign of weakness. When a country is strong, it accepts any dose of pessimism from its writers.

Law is a form of humanism.

Man (human) is a decrepit adolescent.

The Novel has the same shape as the human brain. As such, you can put in whatever comes into your head.

The Past is always beautiful (as is the future). Only the present hurts, and we carry it around like an abscess of suffering, our compassion between two infinities of happiness and peace.