You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters — all that matters, really is the will to happiness, a kind of enormous, ever present consciousness. The rest - women , art, success — is nothing but excuses. A canvas waiting for our embroideries.

For ever, I shall be a stranger to myself.

Heroism is accessible. Happiness is more difficult.

If the only significant history of human thought were to be written, it would have to be the history of its successive regrets and its impotences.

A man without ethics is a wild beast loosed upon this world.

How hard it is, how bitter it is to become a man!

You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.