An individual chooses and makes himself.

I have always been happy. Even if I had been more honest with regard to myself at that moment I should still have written La Nausee.

Because we can imagine, we are free.

I do not understand! I understand nothing! I cannot understand nor do I want to understand! I want to believe! To Believe!

In love, one and one are one.

Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth.

I am. I am, I exist, I think, therefore I am; I am because I think, why do I think? I don't want to think any more, I am because I think that I don't want to be, I think that I . . . because . . . ugh!