Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

Total war is no longer war waged by all members of one national community against all those of another. It is total... because it may well involve the whole world.

We do not judge the people we love.

I grow warm, I begin to feel happy. There is nothing extraordinary in this, it is a small happiness of Nausea: it spreads at the bottom of the viscous puddle, at the bottom of out time - the time of purple suspenders, and broken chair seats; it is made of white, soft instants, spreading at the edge, like an oil stain. No sooner than born, it is already old, it seems as though I have known it for twenty years.

Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift . . . that's nausea.

I am not virtuous. Our sons will be if we shed enough blood to give them the right to be.

When she is alone in the rooms I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking.