As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.

Lying is not only saying what isn't true. It is also, in fact especially, saying more than is true and, in the case of the human heart, saying more than one feels. We all do it, every day, to make life simpler.

What is a rebel? A man who says no: but whose refusal does not imply a renunciation.

We are all special cases.

Likewise, every time somebody interjects to speak of my honesty there is someone who quivers inside me.

The laws of nature may be operative up to a certain limit, beyond which they turn against themselves to give birth to the absurd.

The rebel can never find peace. He knows what is good and, despite himself, does evil. The value which supports him is never given to him once and for all - he must fight to uphold it, unceasingly.