Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.

Torment, for some men, is a need, an appetite, and an accomplishment.

Does our ferocity not derive from the fact that our instincts are all too interested in other people? If we attended more to ourselves and became the center, the object of our murderous inclinations, the...

When you have understood that nothing is, that things do not even deserve the status of appearances, you no longer need to be saved, you are saved, and miserable forever.

Fear can supplant our real problems only to the extent –unwilling either to assimilate or to exhaust it –we perpetuate it within ourselves like a temptation and enthrone it at the very heart of our...

A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay for the invention of speech.

We would not be interested in human beings if we did not have the hope of someday meeting someone worse off than ourselves.

Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven’t been cut off.

To exist is equivalent to an act of faith, a protest against the truth, an interminable prayer. As soon as they consent to live, the unbeliever and the man of faith are fundamentally the same,...

Only one endowed with restless vitality is susceptible to pessimism. You become a pessimist –a demonic, elemental, bestial pessimist –only when life has been defeated many times in its fight against depression.

Music is the refuge of souls ulcerated by happiness.

No human beings more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief: the great persecutors are recruited from the martyrs not quite beheaded. Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.

Those who believe in their truth — the only ones whose imprint is retained by the memory of men — leave the earth behind them strewn with corpses. Religions number in their ledgers more murders...

Sperm is a bandit in its pure state.

Tyranny destroys or strengthens the individual; freedom enervates him, until he becomes no more than a puppet. Man has more chances of saving himself by hell than by paradise.

A decadent civilization compromises with its disease, cherishes the virus infecting it, loses its self-respect.

Negation is the mind’s first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs; once acquired it can imprison us.

If we could see ourselves as others see us, we would vanish on the spot.

The source of our actions resides in an unconscious propensity to regard ourselves as the center, the cause, and the conclusion of time. Our reflexes and our pride transform into a planet the parcel of...

Alone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do, almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile: Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of some day...

The obsession with suicide is characteristic of the man who can neither live nor die, and whose attention never swerves from this double impossibility.

The fanatic is incorruptible: if he kills for an idea, he can just as well get himself killed for one; in either case, tyrant or martyr, he is a monster.

Every thought derives from a thwarted sensation.

We derive our vitality from our store of madness.

God: a disease we imagine we are cured of because no one dies of it nowadays.

What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?

Show me one thing here on earth which has begun well and not ended badly. The proudest palpitations are engulfed in a sewer, where they cease throbbing, as though having reached their natural term: this...

No one can keep his grieves in their prime; they use themselves up.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.

One does not inhabit a country; one inhabits a language. That is our country, our fatherland –and no other.

Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is...

Man must vanquish himself, must do himself violence, in order to perform the slightest action untainted by evil.