When Goya was 80 he drew an ancient man propped on two sticks, with a great mass of white hair and beard all over his face, and the inscription, "I am still learning."

What is very troubling is that people who have tried to write literature, even, for example, proletarian writers, seem to write within the norms of the dominant class.

When an individual (or a group of individuals) is kept in a situation of inferiority, the fact is that he is inferior.

The individual is defined only by his relationship to the world and to other individuals; he exists only by transcending himself, and his freedom can be achieved only through the freedom of others. He justifies his existence by a movement which, like freedom, springs from his heart but which leads outside of himself.

Self-knowledge is no guarantee of happiness, but it is on the side of happiness and can supply the courage to fight for it.

At bottom, antipsychiatry is still psychiatry. And it doesn't really address itself to women's problems.

I cannot be angry at God, in whom I do not believe.