Whoever today speaks of human existence in terms of power, efficiency, and ''historical tasks'' is an actual or potential assassin.
There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.
Existence is illusory and it is eternal.
Everything is true, and nothing is true!
This work is an attempt to understand the time I live in.
The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.
Humans are creatures, who spent their lifes trying to convince themselves, that their existence is not absurd
I rebel; therefore I exist.
Like great works, deep feelings always mean more than they are conscious of saying.
I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.
There is scarcely any passion without struggle.
It is necessary to fall in love... if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.