But above all, in order to be, never try to seem.

When I was young, I expected from people more than they could give: neverending friendship and constant excitement. Now I expect less than they can actually can give: to stay close silently. And their feelings, friendship, noble deeds always seem like a miracle to me: a true grace.

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

I feel like getting married, or committing suicide, or subscribing to L'Illustration. Something desperate, you know.

I don't want to be a genius-I have enough problems just trying to be a man.

Culture: the cry of men in face of their destiny.

If we believe in nothing, if nothing has any meaning and if we can affirm no values whatsoever, then everything is possible and nothing has any importance.