“Fear? If I have gained anything by damning myself, it is that I no longer have anything to fear.”

Once you hear the details of victory, it is hard to distinguish it from a defeat.

Hell is – other people!

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.

We are our choices.

Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.

I never could bear the idea of anyone’s expecting something from me. It always made me want to do the opposite.

I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.

I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.

There is no human nature, since there is no god to conceive it.

As far as men go, it is not what they are that interests me, but what they can become.

The consciousness that says ‘I am’ is not the consciousness that thinks.

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

That’s what existence means: draining one’s own self dry without the sense of thirst.

Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.

It is only in our decisions that we are important.

The soul attracts that which it secretly harbors; that which it loves, and also that which it fears.

Courage consists not in hazarding without fear, but being resolutely minded in a just cause.

Rather I fear on the contrary that while we banish painful thoughts we may banish memory as well.

Terrorism is the best political weapon for nothing drives people harder than a fear of sudden death.

Fear and anxiety are consequences of your imagination running wild. You are suffering a situation that may never happen.

The superstitious man wishes he did not believe in gods, as the atheist does not, but fears to disbelieve in them.

I could never love her, the fear of losing would be too strong.

All the scars I hide fearfully, you see; counting them carefully with your lips, and telling me they are beautiful.