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
delirium deserve die front music people reason restraint
To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose. People don't deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them. To hell with them!
carpe-diem years people
Most people die at the last minute; others twenty years beforehand, some even earlier. They are the wretched of the earth.
reality delirium-tremens people
People don't deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them.
humble self people
There is no rest for the humble except in despising the great, whose only thought of the people is inspired by self-interest or sadism.
people long special
When you stay too long in the same place, things and people go to pot on you, they rot and start stinking for your special benefit.
people evil pay
The rich don't have to kill to eat. They employ people, as they call it. The rich don't do evil themselves. They pay. People do all they can to please them, and everybody's happy.
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.
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.
sadness people world
The sadness of the world has different ways of getting to people, but it seems to succeed almost every time.
hate people poor
Poor people never, or hardly ever, ask for an explanation of all they have to put up with. They hate one another, and content themselves with that.
people favors done
People avenge themselves for the favors done them.
dream people long
Maybe I'd never see him again... maybe he'd gone for good... swallowed up, body and soul, in the kind of stories you hear about... Ah, it's an awful thing... and being young doesn't help any... when you notice for the first time... the way you lose people as you go along ... the buddies you'll never see again... never again... when you notice that they've disappeared like dreams... that it's all over... finished... that you too will get lost someday... a long way off but inevitably... in the awful torrent of things and people... of the days and shapes... that pass... that never stop...
hate men two
Man hardly comes in more than two varieties, wherever he is, whatever he does: workers and pimps ... they're either one or the other! ... and inventors, the worst kind of jobholder! ... they stand condemned! ... the writer who doesn't pimp along, peacefully plagiarizing, who doesn't pump out the pop stuff, he's had it! ... everybody hates him!
letting-go luxury littles
When you're not used to comfort and good things to eat, you're intoxicated by them in no time. Truth's only too pleased to leave you. Very little is ever needed for Truth to let go of you. And after all, you're not really very keen to keep hold of it.