I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else.

Children will still die unjustly even in a perfect society. Even by his greatest effort, man can only propose to diminish, arithmetically, the sufferings of the world.

That's the way man is, cher monsieur. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love.

And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.

Just as all thought, and primarily that of non-signification, signifies something, so there is no art that has no signification.

The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason.