From the very beginning, existentialism defined itself as a philosophy of ambiguity.

Legislators, priests, philosophers, writers, ans scientists have striven to show that the subordinate position of woman is willed in heaven and advantageous on earth.

Woman is shut up in a kitchen or in a boudoir, and astonishment is expressed that her horizon is limited. Her wings are clipped, and it is found deplorable that she cannot fly.

You can't address yourself to women by speaking a language which no average woman will understand. In my opinion, it's wrong.

I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself

Tonight, once more, life sinks its teeth into my heart.

Anger or revolt that does not get into the muscles remains a figment of the imagination.