To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.

The world is unimportant and whoever recognizes this conquers his liberty.

It is natural to give a clear view of the world after accepting the idea that it must be clear.

After all, I do not have so many ways of proving that I am free. We is always free at the expense of someone else. It is a bother,but it is normal.

There are more things to admire in men than to despise.

Their guilt made me eloquent because I was not its victim.

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