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

A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing.

I was comfortable in all, I admit, but at the same time, nothing satisfied me. Each joy made me seek another.

In that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself--like a brother, really--I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again.

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.

We are rebels for a cause, poets with a dream , and we won't let this world die without a fight.