I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where ? To this very moment.
Jean-Paul SartreI clung to nothing, in a way I was calm. But it was a horrible calmโbecause of my body; my body, I saw with its eyes, I heard with its ears, but it was no longer me; it sweated and trembled by itself and I didnโt recognize it any more.
Jean-Paul Sartreit was odd, he thought, that a man could hate himself as though he were someone else.
Jean-Paul SartreLove or hatred calls for self-surrender. He cuts a fine figure, the warm-blooded, prosperous man, solidly entrenched in his well-being, who one fine day surrenders all to loveโor to hatred; himself, his house, his land, his memories.
Jean-Paul Sartre