It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence.

Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.

To be happy, we must not be too concerned with others.

In art, rebellion is consummated and perpetuated in the act of real creation, not in criticism or commentary.

Mistakes are joyful, truth infernal.

A man devoid of hope and conscious of being so has ceased to belong to the future.

The most eloquent eulogy of capitalism was made by its greatest enemy. Marx is only anti-capitalist in so far as capitalism is out of date.