Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.

What a pity that 'nothingness' has been devalued by an abuse of it made by philosophers unworthy of it!

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.

Boredom dismantles the mind, renders it superficial, out at the seams, saps it from within and dislocates it.

To live in any true sense of the word is to reject others; to accept them, one must be able to renounce, to do oneself violence, to act against one's own nature, to weaken oneself; we conceive freedom only for ourselves - we extend it to our neighbours only at the cost of exhausting efforts; whence the precariousness of liberalism, a defiance of our instincts, a brief and miraculous success, a state of exception, at the antipodes of our deepest imperatives.

One can experience loneliness in two ways: by feeling lonely in the world or by feeling the loneliness of the world.

If I were to be totally sincere, I would say that I do not know why I live and why I do not stop living. The answer probably lies in the irrational character of life which maintains itself without reason.