Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.

It is enough that one man hate another for hate to gain, little by little, all mankind.

Handing over a bank note is enough to make a bicycle belong to me, but my entire life is needed to realize this possession.

If literature isn't everything, it's not worth a single hour of someone's trouble.

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.

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.

The revolution you dream of is not ours. You don't want to change the world; you want to blow it up.