Man is the being whose project it is to be God.

Why do you keep maintaining your ideas are right if you can't prove them?

Once liberty has exploded in the soul of a man, the gods can do nothing against that man.

Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.

If you begin by saying, 'Thou shalt not lie,' there is no longer any possibility of political action.

Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself.

Nothing happens while you live. The scenery changes, people come in and go out, that's all. There are no beginnings. Days are tacked on to days without rhyme or reason, an interminable, monotonous addition.