I say a murder is abstract. You pull the trigger and after that you do not understand anything that happens.

Every human endeavor, however singular it seems, involves the whole human race.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

What I regretted in La Nausee was not to have put myself completely into the thing. I remained outside my hero's disease, protected by my neurosis which, through writing, gave me happiness.

On my way to the office in the morning, there are, in front of me, behind me, other men going to their jobs. I see them; if I dared, I would smile at them. I think to myself that I am a socialist, that they are the purpose of my life, of my efforts and that they do not know it yet.

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.

I think [Alain Robbe-Grillet] a good writer, but he speaks to the comfortable bourgeoisie.