We are our choices.
Man's existence precedes his essence
A man who is free is like a mangy sheep in a herd. He will contaminate my entire kingdom and ruin my work.
Criticism often takes from the tree caterpillars and blossoms together.
Some men are born committed to action: they do not have a choice, they have been thrown on a path, at the end of that path, an act awaits them, their act.
Everything has been figured out, except how to live.