True contact between beings is established only by mute presence, by apparent non-communication, by that mysterious and wordless exchange which resembles inward prayer.

If we manage to last in spite of everything, it is because our infirmities are so many and so contradictory that they cancel each other out.

What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?

It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.

Under each formula lies a corpse.

Afflicted with existence, each man endures like an animal the consequences which proceed from it. Thus, in a world where everything is detestable, hatred becomes huger than the world and, having transcended its object, cancels itself out.

As long as one believes in philosophy, one is healthy; sickness begins when one starts to think.