Louis-Ferdinand Celine
Louis-Ferdinand Celine
Louis-Ferdinand Céline) was the pen name of Dr. Louis Ferdinand Auguste Destouches, a French novelist, pamphleteer and physician. The name Céline was the first name of his grandmother. He developed a new style of writing that modernized French literature...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 May 1894
CountryFrance
song sleep eye
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 just for me. I helped her put me to sleep, so to speak, and succeeded pretty well... I wasn't entirely alone... It's not possible to sleep alone...
fall kissing wings
A God who counts minutes and pennies, a desperate sensual God, who grunts like a pig. A pig with golden wings, who falls and falls, always belly side up, ready for caresses, that’s him, our master. Come, kiss me.
love-is poodles dignity
Love is the infinite placed within the reach of poodles. I have my dignity!
mean loving-you battle
I warn you that when the princes of this world start loving you it means they are going to grind you up into battle sausage.
ocean people earth
They came from the four corners of the earth, driven by hunger, plague, tumors, and the cold, and stopped here. They couldn’t go any futrther because of the ocean. That’s France, that’s the French people.
tyrants brain
There's no tyrant like a brain.
advice looks rich
If you aren't rich you should always look useful.
thinking life-is alcoholics
only a complete alcoholic can think life is funny ... any life! ...
heart years lasts
so many vaginas, stomachs, cocks, snouts, and flies you don't know what to do with them ... shovelsfull! ... but hearts? ... very rare! in the last five hundred million years too many cocks and gastric tubes to count ... but hearts? ... on your fingers! ...
intelligent men self
The best way to make a sort of peace, a fragile armistice to be sure, but precious all the same, with men, officers or not, is to let them bask and wallow in childish self-glorification. There’s no such thing as intelligent vanity. It’s an instinct. And you’ll never find a man who is not first and formenost vain. The role of admiring doormat is about the only one that one man is glad to tolerate in another. With these soldiers I had no need to tax my imagination.
men desire poor
Almost every desire a poor man has is a punishable offence.
past men years
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.
talking soul body
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 it's almost as if you were talking to the soul itself. And a soul's not properly responsible.
hate people solitude
The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. One's stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death.