„We’re all on the brink of despair, all we can do is look each other in the face, keep each other company, joke a little… Don’t you agree?”
„Travel is useful,it exercises the imagination.All the rest is disappointment and fatigue.Our journey is entirely imaginary.That is its strength.It goes from life to death.People, animals, cities, things,all are imagined.It’s a novel,just a fictitious narrative.Littrè says so, and he’s never wrong.And besides, anyone can do as much.You just have to close your eyes.It’s on the other side of life.”
„This is how it always ends. With death. But first there was life, hidden beneath the blah, blah, blah… It’s all settled beneath the chitter chatter and the noise, silence and sentiment, emotion and fear. The haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty. And then the wretched squalor and miserable humanity. All buried under the cover of the embarrassment of being in the world, blah, blah, blah… Beyond there is what lies beyond. And I don’t deal with what lies beyond. Therefore… let this novel begin. After all… it’s just a trick. Yes, it’s just a trick.”