Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.

Skepticism is the sadism of embittered souls.

Fear can supplant our real problems only to the extent -unwilling either to assimilate or to exhaust it -we perpetuate it within ourselves like a temptation and enthrone it at the very heart of our solitude.

What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?

The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.

I have decided not to oppose anyone ever again, since I have noticed that I always end by resembling my latest enemy.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.