It is not a matter of indifference whether we like oysters or clams, snails or shrimp, if only we know how to unravel the existential significance of these foods.

Everything that exists is born for no reason, carries on living through weakness, and dies by accident

For the time being I have seen enough of living things, of dogs, of men, of all flabby masses which move spontaneously.

All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.

I respect orders but I respect myself too and I do not obey foolish rules made especially to humiliate me.

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

Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.