it was odd, he thought, that a man could hate himself as though he were someone else.

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

Life is a useless passion.

In wanting freedom we discover that it depends entirely on the freedom of others, and that the freedom of others depends on ours. . . I am obliged to want others to have freedom at the same time that I want my own freedom. I can take freedom as my goal only if I take that of others as a goal as well.

Commitment is an act, not a word.

Uncalled-for aggression arouses the hatred of the civilian population.

I am alone in the midst of these happy, reasonable voices. All these creatures spend their time explaining, realizing happily that they agree with each other. In Heaven's name, why is it so important to think the same things all together.