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

Accepting the absurdity of everything around us is one step, a necessary experience: it should not become a dead end. It arouses a revolt that can become fruitful

Whereas the Greeks gave to will the boundaries of reason, we have come to put the will's impulse in the very center of reason, which has, as a result, become deadly.

Because there is nothing here than invites us to cherish unhappy lovers. Nothing is more vain than to die for love. What we ought to do is live.

No ends, simply means.

Don't wait for the last judgment - it takes place every day.

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