In order to exist, man must rebel.
At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.
You must have a love, a great love, to ensure an alibi at unjustified despairs that conquer all of us
The most loathsome materialism is not the kind people usually think of, but the sort that attempts to let dead ideas pass for living realities, diverting into sterile myths the stubborn and lucid attention we give to what we have within us that must forever die.
How hard it is, how bitter it is to become a man!
If there is a soul, it is a mistake to believe that it is given to us fully created. It is created here, throughout a whole life. And living is nothing else but that long and painful bringing forth.