And never have I felt so deeply at one and the same time so detached from myself and so present in the world.

The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.

Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.

What I believe to be true I must therefore preserve. What seems to me so obvious, even against me, I must support.

I have a very old and very faithful attachment for dogs. I like them because they always forgive.

An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself.

For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I understood why at the end of her life she had taken a 'fiancé,' why she had played at beginning again. Even there, in that home where lives were fading out, evening was a kind of wistful respite. So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too.