I am like a broken puppet whose eyes have fallen inside.

To read is to let someone else work for you - the most delicate form of exploitation.

An individual dies ... when, instead of taking risks and hurling himself toward being, he cowers within, and takes refuge there.

If just once you were depressed for no reason, you have been so all your life without knowing.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Negation is the mind's first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs; once acquired it can imprison us.

We are born to exist, not to know, to be, not to assert ourselves.