I had the whole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold.

Man wants to live, but it is useless to hope that this desire will dictate all his actions.

Working conditions for me have always been those of the monastic life: solitude and frugality. Except for frugality, they are contrary to my nature, so much so that work is a violence I do to myself.

Note, besides, that it is no more immoral to directly rob citizens than to slip indirect taxes into the price of goods that they cannot do without.

In order to exist, man must rebel.

Always go too far, because that's where you'll find the truth

This absurd, godless world is, then, peopled with men who think clearly and have ceased to hope. And I have not yet spoken of the most absurd character, who is the creator.