One should commit no stupidity twice, the variety of choice is, in the end, large enough.

Existence is an imperfection.

I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where ? To this very moment.

There is no human nature, since there is no god to conceive it.

It's just what people do when they're getting old, when they're sick of themselves and their life; they think of money and take care of themselves.

So it comes to this; one doesn’t need rest. Why bother about sleep if one isn’t sleepy? That stands to reason, doesn’t it? Wait a minute, there’s a snag somewhere; something disagreeable. Why, now, should it be disagreeable? …Ah, I see; it’s life without a break.

It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish.