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

In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have that consolation, and our worst agonies come to an end one day.

The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.

That must be wonderful; I have no idea of what it means.

What’s true of all the evils in the world is true of plague as well. It helps men to rise above themselves.

In that daily effort in which intelligence and passion mingle and delight each other, the absurd man discovers a discipline that will make up the greatest of his strengths. The required diligence and doggedness and lucidity thus resemble the conqueror's attitude. To create is likewise to give a shape to one's fate. For all these characters, their work defines them at least as much as it is defined by them. The actor taught us this: There is no frontier between being and appearing.

Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.