But it's not easy. I've been thinking it over for years. While we loved each other we didn't need words to make ourselves understood. But people don't love forever. A time came when I should have found the words to keep her with me, only I couldn't.
Freedom is not a reward or a decoration that you toast in champagne. On the contrary, it's hard graft and a long-distance run, all alone, very exhausting. Alone in a dreary room, alone in the dock before the judges, and alone to make up your mind, before yourself and before the judgement of others. At the end of every freedom there is a sentence, which is why freedom is too heavy to bear.
Happiness is generous. It does not subsist on destruction.
The realization that life is absurd and cannot be an end, but only a beginning. This is a truth nearly all great minds have taken as their starting point. It is not this discovery that is interesting, but theconsequences and rules of action drawn from it.
There are people who vindicate the world, who help others live just by their presence.
Still, obviously, one can't be sensible all the time.
Rule: Start by looking for what is valid in every man.
... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.
There is no frontier between being and appearing.
The harshest winter finds an invincible summer in us.
To live is in itself a value judgment. To breathe is to judge.
Whatever prevents you from doing your work has become your work.
Don't believe your friends when they ask you to be honest with them. All they really want is to be maintained in the good opinion they have of themselves.
It's not the struggle that makes us artists, but Art that makes us struggle.
Too many have dispensed with generosity in order to practice charity.
I said that the world is absurd, but I was too hasty. This world in itself is not reasonable, that is all that can be said. But what is absurd is the confrontation of this irrational and the wild longing for clarity whose call echoes in the human heart.
The world in which we were called to exist was an absurd world, and there was no other in which we could take refuge.
There are people who prefer to look their fate in the eye
Happiness implied a choice, and within that choice a concerted will, a lucid desire.
For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
Yes, and when the love of life disappears, no meaning can console us.
To remain a man in today's world, one must have not only unfailing energy and unwavering intensity, one must also have a little luck.
It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence.
With rebellion, awareness is born
Truth and freedom, having few lovers, are demanding mistresses.
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