If I did not publish this autobiography [Les Mots] sooner and in its most radical form, it is because I considered it exaggerated.

If a Jew is fascinated by Christians it is not because of their virtues, which he values little, but because they represent anonymity, humanity without race.

Man is nothing else but what he purposes, he exists only in so far as he realizes himself, he is therefore nothing else but the sum of his actions, nothing else but what his life is.

In life man commits himself and draws his own portrait, outside of which there is nothing. No doubt this thought may seem harsh to someone who has not made a success of his life. But on the other hand, it helps people to understand that reality alone counts, and that dreams, expectations and hopes only serve to define a man as a broken dream, aborted hopes, and futile expectations.

You must be afraid, my son. That is how one becomes an honest citizen.

I believe, I desire, that social and economic ills may be remedied.

Hell is for other people.