The day of my arrest I was first put in a room where there were already several other prisoners, most of them Arabs. They laughed when they saw me. Then they asked what I was in for. I said I'd killed an Arab and they were all silent

I was born poor and without religion, under a happy sky, feeling harmony, not hostility, in nature. I began not by feeling torn, but in plenitude.

Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

A trial cannot be conducted by announcing the general culpability of a civilization. Only the actual deeds which, at least, stank in the nostrils of the entire world were brought to judgment.

The only real progress lies in learning to be wrong all alone.

I am too much in love with my lies and hypocrisies not to confess them fervently.

This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity.