Man is always a wizard to man, and the social world is at first magical.

I think [Alain Robbe-Grillet] a good writer, but he speaks to the comfortable bourgeoisie.

I was escaping from Nature and at last becoming myself, that Other whom I was aspiring to be in the eyes of others.

For the time being I have seen enough of living things, of dogs, of men, of all flabby masses which move spontaneously.

Is there really nothing, nothing left of me?

Why do you keep maintaining your ideas are right if you can't prove them?

Once we know and are aware, we are responsible for our action and our inaction. We can do something about it or ignore it. Either way, we are still responsible.