Céline's views on race are extremely interesting and actual: he sees it on the verge of the abyss. Race is a constant struggle, something to re-do at every generation, the consequence of the will rather than something natural. Quite the contrary: naturally, it would degenerate.
Ernst Jünger described Alfred Kubin’s work as “a key that opened the secret spaces of history, a chronicle who’s sources should be seen as a creaking in the rafters, the cracks in the walls, and the spider webs”
"and today, every stone, every grave which I recognise on my way, brings back the unutterable impression of the past, with that internal agony, one of the most constant feelings of my life, the impotence to paint, and to put into words what I feel and what I suffer"
Pierre Loti