I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers.
You are forgiven for your happiness and your successes only if you generously consent to share them.
I was absent at the moment I took up the most space.
Your success and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them. But to be happy it is essential not to be too concerned with others. Consequently, there is no escape. Happy and judged, or absolved and wretched.
Why should it be essential to love rarely in order to love much?
There can be no question of masking the evidence, of suppressing the absurd by denying one of the terms of its equation. It is essential to know whether one can live with it or whether, on the other hand, logic commands one to die of it.
The absurd is the essential concept and the first truth.
The urge to revolt is one of the essential dimensions of human nature.
The absurd hero's refusal to hope becomes his singular ability to live in the present with passion.