It was easier for me to think of a world without a creator than of a creator loaded with all the contradictions of the world.

I would certainly like to see some young women take up psychoanalysis seriously and reconstruct it from an absolutely new viewpoint.

I admire Freud a great deal as a person and thinker. Despite everything, I find his work very, very rich, but I think that for women he has been absolutely disastrous. And even more so, everyone who came after him.

No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility.

The nearer I come to the end of my days, the more I am enabled to see that strange thing, a life, and to see it whole.

Regardless of the staggering dimensions of the world about us, the density of our ignorance, the risks of catastrophes to come, and our individual weakness within the immense collectivity, the fact remains that we are absolutely free today if we choose to will our existence in its finiteness, a finiteness which is open on the infinite. And in fact, any man who has known real loves, real revolts, real desires, and real will knows quite well that he has no need of any outside guarantee to be sure of his goals; their certitude comes from his own drive.

Man is a talking animal and he will always let himself be swayed by the power of the word. Machines won't change human nature.