« There's leprosy, or progressivism. Scholarships or life. We used to wonder what was true or false, and now we wonder if it is risky to say it or not. What value does freedom of opinion have if one has a choice only between an opinion that costs and an opinion that pays off? What value does freedom of expression have if public expression is confiscated by a partisan media system? What value does freedom have if everyone fears the consequences? How can we talk about justice or democracy when only some, morally the same, speak to millions of French people every day, without ever allowing you to do so? »

« I think you'd be proud. I'm going to die, alone, for a human feeling. A feeling that the fawns will no longer allow. This day marks the advent of a ruthless race. I'm going to know midnight in this century. The darkness of a barbaric parenthesis. I'm not ready. I didn't think it could happen. Economic agony, perhaps, a slow regression, yes. But such a collapse no. I know now that he's here, and I can't survive him. To survive, you'd need a little merit and a lot of luck. You know I've never had either. This world can only be that of the ultras. I am obsolescence with a human face. »

« We could talk insecurity on television, on the radio, in the newspapers, without first pledging allegiance to taboos and dogmas. They were sometimes asked for their opinion from real crime specialists, without inviting an association activist or philosopher to counterbalance. ... The whole thing is never to accuse anyone outside the state, citizens and society. And if any journalist dares to go off-piste, he will be excluded: as were Éric Zemmour or Robert Ménard. Plurality is good. When it is unanimous, it is better. Since 2002, we have had to apologize for talking about insecurity and the victims. The victims themselves understand that it is better to be silent. It is the citizen omerta, right up to the highest peak of the state. »