Quotes by : Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio

There is no such thing as self-awareness. Imagine thought retreating into itself to think about itself.....

All words are possible, then, all names. They rain down, all these words, they disintegrate into a powdery....

Real lives have no end. Real books have no end.

Horror is not unimaginable, it has neither the face of a monster nor the bat-wings of a demon. It is....

Most people don't know how to ask the right questions. Mondo knew how to ask questions, just at the right....

I wanted to write an adventure story, not, it's true, I really did. I shall have failed, that's all.....

Nights are long when it's cold and you're waiting for a train.

They were the men and the women of the sand, of the wind, of the light, of the night. They appeared as....

The earth is neither fabulous nor paradisal. And therefore it is not hell.

The world was a sick animal, a sort of huge cancerous tumour, a thing of bubbling liquids, whitish patches,....