I had realized in the meantime that action too has its difficulties, and that one can also be led to it by neurosis. We are not saved by politics any more than by literature.

One cannot become a saint when one works sixteen hours a day.

There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.

I am not asking for sensational revelations, but I would like to sense the meaning of that minute, to feel it's urgency.

Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.

The viable jewels of life remain untouched when man forgets his vocation of searching for the truth of his existence.

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.