You cannot protect your solitude if you cannot make yourself odious.

As far as I am concerned, I resign from humanity. I no longer want to be, nor can still be, a man. What should I do? Work for a social and political system, make a girl miserable? Hunt for weaknesses in philosophical systems, fight for moral and esthetic ideals? It’s all too little. I renounce my humanity even though I may find myself alone. But am I not already alone in this world from which I no longer expect anything?

A marvel that has nothing to offer, democracy is at once a nation's paradise and its tomb.

Let us not be needlessly bitter: certain failures are sometimes fruitful.

To have committed every crime but that of being a father.

To devastate by language, to blow up the word and with it the world.

Not to be born is undoubtedly the best plan of all. Unfortunately, it is within no one's reach.