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.

There is no salvation anywhere. The idea of salvation implies the idea of an absolute.

Existence is prior to essence.

Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart, the gods are powerless against him.

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

I have no need for good souls: an accomplice is what I wanted.

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