“Genius is what a man invents when he is looking for a way out.”

That God does not exist, I cannot deny, That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget.

Life is a useless passion.

Man is not the sum of what he has already, but rather the sum of what he does not yet have, of what he could have.

I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.

Consciousness is a being the nature of which is to be conscious of the nothingness of its being.

If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company.

Life begins on the other side of despair.

I wanted my own words. But the ones I use have been dragged through I don’t know how many consciences.

I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.

Nothingness haunts Being.

We only become what we are by the radical and deep-seated refusal of that which others have made of us.

We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are – that is the fact.

What is important is not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us.

It is therefore senseless to think of complaining since nothing foreign has decided what we feel, what we live, or what we are.

All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.

Your judgement judges you and defines you.

If you think you’re free, there’s no escape possible.

All spiritual practices are illusions created by illusionists to escape illusion.

Courage cannot be counterfeited. It is one virtue that escapes hypocrisy.

The more you can escape from how horrible things really are, the less it’s going to bother you and then, the worse things get.

The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.

The last century has produced an abundance of ideologies that pretend to be keys to history but are actually nothing but desperate efforts to escape responsibility.

Escape from the known to get to know yourself, converse with strangers to understand yourself, travel far from noise to find yourself, and listen to your silence to feel yourself. Because being away from everything pushes you to look inside, find your peace and live awake.

Fly me to the moon but desert me there that I might finally breathe.