...the Habit Of Despair Is Worse Than

The Absurd Is Lucid Reason Noting Its Limits.

Truth Is Not A Virtue, But A Passion. It Is Never Charitable.

It Is Better For The Intellectual Not To Talk All The Time. To Begin With, It Would Exhaust Him, And, Above All, It Would Keep Him From Thinking. He Must Create If He Can, First And Foremost, Especially If His Creation Does Not Side-step The Problems Of His Time.

The Slave Begins By Demanding Justice And Ends By Wanting To Wear A Crown.

There Is No Longer A Single Idea Explaining Everything, But An Infinite Number Of Essences Giving A Meaning To An Infinite Number Of Objects. The World Comes To A Stop, But Also Lights Up.