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Excerpts and the Scene of the Day Job: A Juxtaposition

The Book of Disquiet: Excerpts

Page 82:

When I consider all the people I know or have heard of who write prolifically or who at least produce lengthy and finished works, I feel an ambivalent envy, a disdainful admiration, an incoherent mixture of mixed feelings. The creation of something complete and whole, be it good or bad – and if it’s never entirely good, it’s very often not all bad – yes, the creation of something complete seems to stir in me above all a feeling of envy.

And I, whose self-critical spirit allows me only to see my lapses and defects, I, who dare write only passages, fragments, excerpts of the non-existent, I myself – in the little that I write – am also imperfect. Better either the complete work, which is in any case a work, even if it’s bad, or the absence of words, the unbroken silence of the soul that knows it is incapable of acting.

Page 108:

Why should I care that no one reads what I write? I write to forget about life, and I publish because that’s one of the rules of the game.

Page 136:

I’m astounded whenever I finish something. Astounded and distressed.