I continue to believe that this world has no ultimate meaning. But I know that something in it has a meaning and that is man, because he is the only creature to insist on having one

His own faith, however, was not lacking in virtues since it consisted in acknowledging obscurely that he would be granted much without ever deserving anything.

Happiness too is inevitable.

I am too far away from what I love and my distance is without remedy.

Then we understand that rebellion cannot exist without a strange form of love. Those who find no rest in God or in history are condemned to live for those who, like themselves, cannot live; in fact, for the humiliated.

[Love] is the type of disease that spares neither the intelligent nor the idiotic.

I don't want to be a genius-I have enough problems just trying to be a man.