Ah! yes, I know: those who see me rarely trust my word: I must look too intelligent to keep it.

Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat.

I am alone in the midst of these happy, reasonable voices. All these creatures spend their time explaining, realizing happily that they agree with each other. In Heaven's name, why is it so important to think the same things all together.

A lost battle is a battle one thinks one has lost.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

I never could bear the idea of anyone's expecting something from me. It always made me want to do just the opposite.

Philosophy appears to some people as a homogenous milieu: there thoughts are born and die, there systems are built, and there, in turn, they collapse. Others take Philosophy for a specific attitude which we can freely adopt at will. Still others see it as a determined segment of culture. In our view Philosophy does not exist.