The absurd depends as much on man as on the world. For the moment, it is all that links them together.

It is normal to give away a little of one's life in order not to lose it all.

He had been bored, that's all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen - and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen, even loveless slavery, even war or death. Hurray then for funerals!

There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible.

It's a kind of spiritual snobbery that makes people think they can be happy without money.

We are not so mad as to think that we shall create a world in which murder will not occur. We are fighting for a world in which murder will no longer be legal.

Every artist preserves deep within him a single source from which, throughout his lifetime, he draws what he is, and what he says. When the source dries up, the work withers and crumbles.