In the end, we would like not to be guilty while at the same time being dispensed of the effort of purifying ourselves. Not enough cynicism and not enough virtue.

We have art in order not to die of life.

People believe a man is in distress because his loved one dies in one day. But his real pain is less futile: it is that he finds out that sadness too does not last. Even pain has no meaning.

Any country where I am not bored is a country that teaches me nothing.

One must place one's principles in big things. For the small, graciousness will suffice.

Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable.

The absurd has meaning only in so far as it is not agreed to.