"The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown."
"I detest my past, and anyone else's. I detest resignation, patience, professional heroism and obligatory beautiful feelings. I also detest the decorative arts, folklore, advertising, voices making announcements, aerodynamism, boy scouts, the smell of moth balls, events of the moment, and drunken people."
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Source: René Maran (1922). “Batouala: A Negro Novel”
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