Once liberty has exploded in the soul of a man, the gods can do nothing against that man.

I will not be modest. Humble, as much as you like, but not modest. Modesty is the virtue of the lukewarm.

I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.

Like morality, literature needs to be universal. So that the writer must put himself on the side of the majority, of the two billion starving, if he wishes to be able to speak to all and be read by all. Failing that, he is at the service of a privileged class and, like it, an exploiter.

What the painter adds to the canvas are the days of his life. The adventure of living, hurtling toward death.

Philosophy which does not help to illuminate the process of the liberation of the oppressed should be rejected.

One of the chief motives of artistic creation is certainly the need of feeling that we are essential in relationship to the world.