I love life - that’s my real weakness. I love it so much that I am incapable of imagining what is not life.

And real nobility (that of the heart) is based on scorn, courage, and profound indifference.

My chief occupation, despite appearances, has always been love.

Every time I hear a political speech or I read those of our leaders, I am horrified at having, for years, heard nothing which sounded human. It is always the same words telling the same lies. And the fact that men accept this, that the people’s anger has not destroyed these hollow clowns, strikes me as proof that men attribute no importance to the way they are governed; that they gamble – yes, gamble – with a whole part of their life and their so called 'vital interests.

In order to exist, man must rebel, but rebellion must respect the limits that it discovers in itself - limits where minds meet, and in meeting, begin to exist.

The more I accuse myself, the more right I have to judge you. Even better, I make you judge yourself, which comforts me the more.

I am alive again, now that I can no longer stand to live.