I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.

At that time [1954], as a result of political events, I was deeply preoccupied by my relations with the Communist Party.

Man's existence precedes his essence

Don't you feel the same way? When I cannot see myself, even though I touch myself, I wonder if I really exist.

Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift . . . that's nausea.

Man is condemned to be free

I never could bear the idea of anyone's expecting something from me. It always made me want to do just the opposite.