Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.
Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Humans are creatures, who spent their lifes trying to convince themselves, that their existence is not absurd
One recognizes one's course by discovering the paths that stray from it.
What is a rebel? A man who says no.
When I was young I asked more of people than they could give: everlasting friendship, endless feeling. Now I know to ask less of them than they can give: a straightforward companionship. And their feelings, their friendship, their generous actions seem in my eyes to be wholly miraculous: a consequence of grace alone.
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies.
The most knowledgeable person in one domain may be the most ignorant in another.
A man is more a man through the things he keeps to himself than through those he says.
It is necessary to fall in love... if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.
We must admit that today conformity is on the Left. To be sure, the Right is not brilliant. But the Left is in complete decadence, a prisoner of words, caught in its own vocabulary, capable merely of stereotyped replies, constantly at a loss when faced with truth, from which it nevertheless claimed to derive its laws. The Left is schizophrenic and needs doctoring through pitiless self-criticism, exercise of the heart, close reasoning, and a little modesty.
That is love, to give away everything, to sacrifice everything, without the slightest desire to get anything in return.3
On certain mornings, as we turn a corner, an exquisite dew falls on our heart and then vanishes. But the freshness lingers, and this, always, is what the heart needs. The earth must have risen in just such a light the morning the world was born.
Some people talk in their sleep. Lecturers talk while other people sleep.
It is easy to shield the outer body from poisoned arrows, but it is impossible to shield the mind from the poisoned darts that originate within itself. Greed, anger, foolishness and the infatuations of egoism - these four poisoned darts originate within the mind and infect it with deadly poison.
Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.
It's better to bet on this life than on the next.
The slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown.
Je puis nier une chose sans me croire obligé de la salir ou de retirer aux autres le droit d'y croire.
If we understood the enigmas of life there would be no need for art.
Believe me there is no such thing as great suffering, great regret, great memory....everything is forgotten, even a great love. That's what's sad about life, and also what's wonderful about it. There is only a way of looking at things, a way that comes to you every once in a while. That's why it's good to have had love in your life after all, to have had an unhappy passion- it gives you an alibi for the vague despairs we all suffer from.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Stupidity has a knack of getting its way.
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