History doesn't pass the dishes again. Louis-Ferdinand Celine More Quotes by Louis-Ferdinand Celine More Quotes From Louis-Ferdinand Celine I have never voted in my life... I have always known and understood that the idiots are in a majority so it's certain they will win. Louis-Ferdinand Celine voting political winning An Immense hatred keeps me alive... i would live for a thousand years if i were certain of seeing the whole world croak. Louis-Ferdinand Celine alive hatred years You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. It's frightening how many people and things there are in a man's past that have stopped moving. The living people we've lost in the crypts of time sleep so soundly side by side with the dead that the same darkness envelops them all. As we grow older, we no longer know whom to awaken, the living or the dead. Louis-Ferdinand Celine sleep past moving 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. Louis-Ferdinand Celine agony men lying To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose. Louis-Ferdinand Celine hell want reality An unfamiliar city is a fine thing. That's the time and place when you can suppose that all the people you meet are nice. It's dream time. Louis-Ferdinand Celine nice cities dream I piss on you all from a considerable height. Louis-Ferdinand Celine height climbing Our journey is entirely imaginary. That is its strength. Louis-Ferdinand Celine imaginary journey 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!. Louis-Ferdinand Celine lasts heart years The poetry of heroism appeals irresistibly to those who don't go to a war, and even more to those whom the war is making enormously wealthy. It's always so. Louis-Ferdinand Celine appeals heroism war Never believe straight off in a man's unhappiness. Ask him if he can still sleep. If the answer's "yes," all's well. That is enough. Louis-Ferdinand Celine sleep men believe Living, just by itself - what a dirge that is! Life is a classroom and Boredom's the usher, there all the time to spy on you; whatever happens, you've got to look as if you were awfully busy all the time doing something that's terribly exciting - or he'll come along and nibble your brain. Louis-Ferdinand Celine boredom brain life The biggest defeat in every department of life is to forget, especially the things that have done you in, and to die without realizing how far people can go in the way of crumminess. When the grave lies open before us, let's not try to be witty, but record the worst of human viciousness we've seen without changing one word. When that's done, we can curl up our toes and sink into the pit. That's work enough for a lifetime. Louis-Ferdinand Celine witty lying hands When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves. Louis-Ferdinand Celine stupidity hate men All that makes a lunatic are the very ordinary ideas of mankind shut up inside a man's head. Louis-Ferdinand Celine ordinary men ideas In the whole of your absurd past you discover so much that's absurd, so much deceit and credulity, that it might be a good idea to stop being young this minute, to wait for youth to break away from you and pass you by, to watch it going away, receding in the distance, to see all its vanity, run your hand through the empty space it has left behind, take a last look at it, and then start moving, make sure your youth has really gone, and then calmly, all by yourself, cross to the other side of Time to see what people and things really look like. Louis-Ferdinand Celine distance running moving Life is filigree work. What is written clearly is not worth much, it's the transparency that counts. Louis-Ferdinand Celine transparency life-is life Philosophizing is simply one way of being afraid, a cowardly pretense that doesn't get you anywhere. Louis-Ferdinand Celine being-afraid cowardly way The plain truth, I may as well admit it, is that I've never been really right in the head. Louis-Ferdinand Celine wells may 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. Louis-Ferdinand Celine dream long people
