It is meaningless that we are born, it is meaningless that we die.

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.

In a country lacking leaders, in Africa, for instance, how could a native educated in Europe refuse to become a professor, even at the price of his literary vocation?

My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I'm going to sleep.

So that is what hell is. I would never have believed it. You remember: the fire and brimstone, the torture. Ah! the farce. There is no need for torture: Hell is other people.

When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die.

Existence is prior to essence.