Les lettres romandes du mardi - Loris S. Musumeci
«Mathias loved life, but shied away from anything that gave it a sweet or consoling flavour. Girls and jazz attracted him more for their rough mystery than for their easy beauty, and if he flitted only briefly into the camp of fragile conquests, it was because he was still afraid of being consumed by them. A part of him had become distrustful and loathed the abandonment that consumes. He could tell he was a charmer, but he thought he owed his attraction to the originality of his ideas, not the finesse of his features. His ego and successes fooled him. He was just an endearing simpleton when he thought he was a profound reasoner.»