Those Who Write Clearly Have Readers.

But, You Know, I Feel More Fellowship With The Defeated Than With Saints. Heroism And Sanctity Don't Really Appeal To Me, I Imagine. What Interests Me Is Being A Man.

It Was Previously A Question Of Finding Out Whether Or Not Life Had To Have A Meaning To Be Lived. It Now Becomes Clear On The Contrary That It Will Be Lived All The Better If It Has No Meaning

The Best Revenge You Can Have On Intellectuals Is To Be Madly Happy.

For There Is Merely Bad Luck In Not Being Loved; There Is Misfortune In Not Loving.

Yes, And When The Love Of Life Disappears, No Meaning Can Console Us.