Fate Is Not In Man But Around

The Welfare Of The People In Particular Has Always Been The Alibi Of Tyrants.

The French Revolution Gave Birth To No Artists But Only To A Great Journalist, Desmoulins, And To An Under-the-counter Writer, Sade. The Only Poet Of The Times Was The Guillotine.

There Exists An Obvious Fact That Seems Utterly Moral: Namely, That A Man Is Always Prey To His Truths. Once He Has Admitted Them, He Cannot Free Himself From Them. One Has To Pay Something. A Man Who Has Become Conscious Of The Absurd Is Forever Bound To It.

[liberty] Is A Choreand A Long-distance Race, Quite Solitary, Quite Exhausting.

What Doesn't Kill You Make You Stronger And Stronger