Quotes from Louis-Ferdinand Celine

Who is the true friend of the people? Fascism is. Who has done the most for the working man? The USSR or Hitler? Hitler has... Who has done the most for the small businessman? Not Thorez but Hitler!

Képtelen voltam a bÅ'gést abbahagyni... - Nem! Én csak egy bohóc vagyok, bácsikám! - Nem! Azt már nem! csibém! ... Inkább csak faszfej vagy, kicsikém!

Leer a Céline presupone enfrentarse a una reducida pero intensa e insistente constelación de sombras fantasmales que, situadas entre el lector y el texto

Najbolje je što se može u?initi kad je ?ovek na ovom svetu, zar ne, to je da iz njega iza?e? Bio lud ili ne, plašljiv ili ne.

No volveré a creer nunca en lo que dicen, lo que piensan. De los hombres, y de ellos sólo, es de quien hay que tener miedo, siempre.

Être brave avec son corps ? Demandez alors à l'asticot aussi d'être brave, il est rose et pâle et mou, tout comme nous.

Cuando tienes la cara bien dura, es bastante, entonces casi todo te está permitido, absolutamente todo, tienes a la mayoría de tu parte y la mayoría es quien decreta lo que es locura y lo que no lo es.

Malo je bi?a kojima posle dvadeset godina ostane nešto od spontane nežnosti kao u životinja. Svet nije ono što smo mislili da je! To je sve! I zato menjamo lik! I te kako! Prevareni smo! I postaneš gad dok si rekao britva! Eto šta mi nosimo na licu pošto prevalimo dvadesetu. Grešku! Lice nam je sušta greška!

Zemlja je mrtva... A mi smo samo crvi na njoj, crvi na njenom velikom lešu, koji sve vreme žderu njena creva i njene otrove... Ništa ne može da bude od nas. Truli smo od ro?enja... I eto, tako je to!

Two years is the time it takes to perceive at one glance, a glance as sure as instinct, the ugliness that can come over a face, even one that was delicious in its day. For

A medida que te quedas en un sitio, las cosas y las personas se van destapando, pudriéndose, y se ponen a apestar a propósito para ti.

Los hombres se aferran a sus cochinos recuerdos, a todas sus desgracias, y no hay quien los saque de ahí. Con eso ocupan el alma. Se vengan de la injusticia de su presente trabajándose en lo más hondo de su interior con mierda. Justos y cobardes son, en lo más hondo. Es su naturaleza.

what? When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves. From

La mayoría de la gente no muere hasta el último momento; otros empiezan veinte años antes y a veces más. Son los desgraciados de la tierra.

Sooner or later people are bound to classify you as something. I

There's no such thing as intelligent vanity. It's an instinct. And you'll never find a man who is not first and foremost vain.

That's the way it goes. You can't deny it, men have a hard time doing all that's demanded of them: butterflies in their youth, maggots at the end. I

Tout ça c'est des regrets qui ne font pas bouillir la marmite.

You need a heart and a certain amount of knowledge to go further than other people.

Viaggiare, è proprio utile, fa lavorare l'immaginazione. Tutto il resto è delusione e fatica. Il viaggio che ci è dato è interamente immaginario. Ecco la sua forza. Va dalla vita alla morte. Uomini, bestie, città e cose, è tutto inventato. E' un romanzo, nient'altro che una storia fittizia. Lo dice Littrè, lui non sbaglia mai. E poi in ogni caso, tutti possono fare altrettanto. Basta chiudere gli occhi. E' dall'altra parte della vita.

There's no tyrant like a brain. Below

The fall of Stalingrad is the finish of Europe. There was a cataclysm. The core of it all was Stalingrad. There you can say it was finished and well finished, the white civilization.

If we didn't find it, we could always pass out at the foot of some wall and sleep for an hour, if there was an hour left. In this business of getting killed, it's no use being picky and choosy … You've got to act as if life were going on, and that lie is the hardest part of it.

Wat het leven in feite zo dodelijk vermoeiend maakt is misschien de geweldige inspanning die we op moeten brengen om twintig, veertig jaar en nog wel langer redelijk te blijven, om niet gewoon volkomen jezelf te zijn, dat wil zeggen abject, wreed en absurd. 't Is een nachtmerrie als jij, strompelende stumperd die je in werkelijkheid bent, van 's ochtends vroeg tot 's avonds laat maar steeds de superman moet spelen, wat ergens toch wel het ideaal van deze wereld is.