What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms. What I touch, what resists me - that I understand. And these two certainties - my appetite for the absolute and for unity and the impossibility of reducing this world to a rational and reasonable principle - I also know that I cannot reconcile them. What other truth can I admit without lying, without bringing in a hope I lack and which means nothing within the limits of my conditions?

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

A free press can, of course, be good or bad, but, most certainly without freedom, the press will never be anything but bad.

But,' I reminded myself, 'it's common knowledge that life isn't worth living, anyhow.

Friendship is not so simple. It is hard to get and takes a long time, but when one ha it one cannot get rid of it, one has to face it.

I know of only one duty, and that is to love.

Every ideology is contrary to human psychology.