I am no longer sure of anything. If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them; if I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul.
One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one’s death, one dies one’s life.
I say a murder is abstract. You pull the trigger and after that you do not understand anything that happens.
It disturbs me no more to find men base, unjust, or selfish than to see apes mischievous, wolves savage, or the vulture ravenous.
I have no need for good souls: an accomplice is what I wanted.
That God does not exist, I cannot deny, That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget.
Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you.
Politics is a science. You can demonstrate that you are right and that others are wrong.
Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.
Life begins on the other side of despair.