My thought is me: that is why I cannot stop thinking. I exist because I think I cannot keep from thinking.

Freedom is existence, and in it existence precedes essence.

I committed the first crime by creating men as mortals. After that, what more could you do, you the murderers? Come on; they already had death in them: at most you simply hastened things a little.

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

Naturally, in the course of my life I have made lots of mistakes, large and small, for one reason or another, but at the heart of it all, every time I made a mistake it was because I was not radical enough.

The form [of literature] matters little to me, classical or not.

How can I, who was not able to retain my own past, hope to save that of another?