If absolute truth belongs to anyone in this world, it certainly does not belong to the man or party that claims to possess it.

Politics and the fate of mankind are formed by men without ideals and without greatness. Those who have greatness within them do not go in for politics.

Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.

The absurd is essentially a divorce. It lies in neither of the elements compared; it is born of their confrontation.

I've never really had much of an imagination. But still I would try to picture the exact moment when the beating of my heart would no longer be going on inside my head.

The slave and those whose present life is miserable and who can find no consolation in the heavens are assured that at least the future belongs to them. The future is the only kind of property that the masters willingly concede to the slaves.

To write is to become disinterested. There is a certain renunciation in art.