The individual's duty is to do what he wants to do, to think whatever he likes, to be accountable to no one but himself, to challenge every idea and every person.

Uncalled-for aggression arouses the hatred of the civilian population.

The appearance of the other in the world corresponds therefore to a congealed sliding of the whole universe.

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.

With despair, true optimism begins: the optimism of the man who expects nothing, who knows he has no rights and nothing coming to him, who rejoices in counting on himself alone and in acting alone for the good of all.

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

A man is always a teller of tales, he lives surrounded by his stories and the stories of others, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his life as if he were recounting it.