“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 he hasn't enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I've never been able to kill myself.” MenEndsEnoughAbleEarthLyingDiesAsksLeftSilenceGoneYouthTruth IsMadnessEndlessAgony Author:Louis-Ferdinand Celine
“Chin up, Ferdinand," I kept saying to myself, to keep up my courage. "What with being chucked out of everywhere, you're sure to find whatever it is that scares all those bastards so. It must be at the end of the night, and that's why they're so dead set against going to the end of the night.” EndsNightScareChinsChin Up Author:Louis-Ferdinand Celine
“A man should be resigned to knowing himself a little better each day if he hasn't got the guts to put an end to his sniveling once and for all.” IfsMenShouldLittlesEndsKnowingEach DayGutsResigned Author:Louis-Ferdinand Celine
“With two thousand years of Christianity behind him... a man can't see a regiment of soldiers march past without going off the deep end. It starts off far too many ideas in his head.” MenYearsTwoIdeasEndsPastBehindsChristianityAtheismThousandSoldierPositive AtheismMarchThousand Years Author:Louis-Ferdinand Celine
