I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.

All I maintain is that on this earth there are pestilences and there are victims, and it's up to us, so far as possible, not to join forces with the pestilences. That may sound simple to the point of childishness; I can't judge if it's simple, but I know it's true.

This absurd, godless world is, then, peopled with men who think clearly and have ceased to hope. And I have not yet spoken of the most absurd character, who is the creator.

It's not your pictures I like; it's your painting.

At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.

Whereas the Greeks gave to will the boundaries of reason, we have come to put the will's impulse in the very center of reason, which has, as a result, become deadly.

I had only a little time left and I didn't want to waste it on God.