Never have I thought that I was the happy possessor of a "talent;" my sole concern has been to save myself by work and faith.
Jean-Paul Sartre (1905 - 1980)
Source: The Words (Les Mots), 1964
Contributed by: Zaady
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift . . . that's nausea.
Source: La Nausée, 1938
I was escaping from Nature and at last becoming myself, that Other whom I was aspiring to be in the eyes of others.
All the same, they [books] do serve some purpose. Culture doesn't save anything or anyone, it doesn't justify. But it's a product of man: he projects himself into it, he recognizes himself in it; that critical mirror alone offers him his image.
I distrust the incommunicable; it is the source of all violence.
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