Ah cher ami, how poor in invention men are! They are They always think one commits suicide for a reason. But it's quite possible to commit suicide for two reasons. No, that never occurs to them. So wh...
There is no fate which cannot be surmounted by scorn.
The evil that is in the world almost always comes from ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.
What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.
To abandon oneself to principles is really to die - and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.
Man is an idea, and a precious small idea once he turns his back on love.
Your success and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them. But to be happy it is essential not to be too concerned with others. Consequently, there is no escape. Happy a...
You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters- all that matters, really- is the will to happiness, a kin...
We're going forward, but nothing changes.
Thus, I always began by assuming the worst; my appeal was dismissed. That meant, of course, I was to die. Sooner than others, obviously. 'But,' I reminded myself, 'it's common knowledge that life isn'...
This very heart which is mine will forever remain indefinable to me. Between the certainty I have of my existence and the content I try to give to that assurance, the gap will never be filled. Forever...
They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love.
There are more things to admire in men then to despise.
The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
The final conclusion of the absurdist protest is, in fact, the rejection of suicide and persistence in that hopeless encounter between human questioning and the silence of the universe.
That's the way man is, cher monsieur. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love.
She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't t...
Nothing in life is worth,
Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence...