The real 19th century prophet was Dostoevsky, not Karl Marx.

I see many people die because they judge that life is not worth living. I see others paradoxically getting killed for the ideas or illusions that give them a reason for living (what is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying). I therefore conclude that the meaning of life is the most urgent of questions.

Whereas the Greeks gave to will the boundaries of reason, we have come to put the will's impulse in the very center of reason, which has, as a result, become deadly.

A lot of jobs don't allow you to be who you are. There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted.

The future is the only kind of property that the masters willingly concede to the slaves.

The first concern of any dictatorship is, consequently, to subjugate both labor and culture.

In Oran, as elsewhere, for want of time and thought, people have to love one another without knowing it.