A man devoid of hope and conscious of being so has ceased to belong to the future.

Ahimè, dopo una certa età ognuno è responsabile della sua faccia.

It is better for the intellectual not to talk all the time. To begin with, it would exhaust him, and, above all, it would keep him from thinking. He must create if he can, first...

At the beginning of a pestilence and when it ends, there’s always a propensity for rhetoric. In the first case, habits have not yet been lost; in the second, they’re returning. It is in the...

I couldn’t quite understand how an ordinary man’s good qualities could become crushing accusations against a guilty man.

Of whom and of what can I say: “I know that”! This heart within me I can feel, and I judge that it exists. This world I can touch, and I likewise judge that it...

Penser, c’est réapprendre à voir, à être attentif, c’est diriger sa conscience, c’est faire de chaque idée et de chaque image, à la façon de Proust, un lieu privilégié

Je réclame l’indépendance dans l’interdépendance.

Man is always prey to his truths. Once he has admitted them, he cannot free himself from them.

You are forgiven for your happiness and your successes only if you generously consent to share them.

I used to advertise my loyalty and I don’t believe there is a single person I loved that I didn’t eventually betray.

Non, ce n’était pas moi qui comptais, ni le monde, mais seulement l’accord et le silence qui de lui à moi faisait naître l’amour.

Yes, one can wager war in this world, ape love, torture one’s fellow man, or merely say evil of one’s neighbor while knitting. But, in certain cases, carrying on, merely continuing, is superhuman.

People can think only in images. If you want to be a philosopher, write novels.

Thus I draw from the absurd three consequences, which are myrevolt, my freedom, and my passion. By the mere activity ofconsciousness I transform into a rule of life what was an invitationto death—and I refuse...

There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.

The absurd is the essential concept and the first truth.

If nothing had any meaning, you would be right. But there is something that still has a meaning.