In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have that consolation, and our worst agonies come to an end one day.

Violence is both unavoidable and unjustifiable.

Happiness is not everything and men have their duties. Mine is to find my mother, a homeland

Psychology is action, not thinking about oneself.

What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms. What I touch, what resists me - that I understand. And these two certainties - my appetite for the absolute and for unity and the impossibility of reducing this world to a rational and reasonable principle - I also know that I cannot reconcile them. What other truth can I admit without lying, without bringing in a hope I lack and which means nothing within the limits of my conditions?

To remain a man in today's world, one must have not only unfailing energy and unwavering intensity, one must also have a little luck.

How do you put everyone in the pool, so you have the right to dry yourself in the sun?