Of course, true love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.

The opposite of an idealist is too often a man without love.

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 of the world.

... man has an idea of a better world than this. But better does not mean different, it means unified... Religion or crime, every human endeavor in fact, finally obeys this unreasonabledesire and claims to give life a form it does not have.

I am not made for politics because I am incapable of wanting or accepting the death of the adversary.

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 kind of enormous, ever present consciousness. The rest - women , art, success — is nothing but excuses. A canvas waiting for our embroideries.

There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change.