A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay for the invention of speech.

The only way of enduring one disaster after the next is to love the very idea of disaster: if we succeed, there are no further surprises, we are superior to whatever occurs, we are invincible victims.

Our works, whatever they may be, derive from our incapacity to kill or to kill ourselves.

When people come to me saying they want to kill themselves, I tell them, "What’s your rush? You can kill yourself any time you like. So calm down. Suicide is a positive act." And they do calm down.

The mind is the result of the torments the flesh undergoes or inflicts upon itself.

We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.

All philosophers should end their days at Pythia's feet. There is only one philosophy, that of unique moments.