To stay or to go, it amounted to the same thing.

No ends, simply means.

Thus, in a middle course between these heights and depths, they drifted through life rather than lived, the prey of aimless days and sterile memories, like wandering shadows that could have acquired substance only by consenting to root themselves in the solid earth of their distress.

Sometimes, from beyond the skycrapers, the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia, and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island.

The most exhausting effort in my life has been to suppress my own nature in order to make it serve my biggest plans.

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.

And then came human beings; humans wanted to cling but there was nothing to cling to.