Can one be a saint if God does not exist? That is the only concrete problem I know of today.

The slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown.

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out.

Do not be surprised. I do not like writers and I cannot stand their lies. They speak so as not to listen to themselves speak. If they did listen, they would know that they are nothing and then they would no longer be able to speak.

We [writers] must know that we can never escape the common misery and that our only justification, if indeed there is a justification, is to speak up, insofar as we can, for those who cannot do so.

Every man, and for stronger reasons, every artist, wants to be recognized. So do I.