Everything in my past, in my training, everything that has been most essential in my activity up to now has made me above all a man who writes, and it is too late for that to change.

Philosophy which does not help to illuminate the process of the liberation of the oppressed should be rejected.

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

It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not 'one thing in my life' - not even the most important - because my life no longer belongs to me because...you are always me.

I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.

Freedom is existence, and in it existence precedes essence.

Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart, the gods are powerless against him.