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Without will, no conflict: no tragedy among the abulic. Yet the failure of will can be experienced more painfully than a tragic destiny.
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Vague a l'ame - melancholy yearning for the end of the world.
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Thanks to depression - that alpinism of the indolent - we scale every summit and daydream over every precipice from our bed.
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The pessimist has to invent new reasons to exist every day: he is a victim of the 'meaning' of life.
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What an incitation to hilarity, hearing the word goal while following a funeral procession!
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Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.
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Each time I fail to think about death, I have the impression of cheating, of deceiving someone in me.
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Boredom is a larval anxiety; depression, a dreamy hatred.
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Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.
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We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.
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The only profound thinkers are the ones who do not suffer from a sense of the ridiculous.
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After all, why should ordinary people want to contemplate the End, especially when we see the condition of those who do?
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I foresee the day when we shall read nothing but telegrams and prayers.
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We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.
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To be is to be cornered.
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Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.
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The only interesting philosophers are the ones who have stopped thinking and have begun to search for happiness.
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One hardly saves a world without ruling it.
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I don’t understand how people can believe in God, even when I myself think of him everyday.
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Truths begin by a conflict with the police - and end by calling them in.
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Having destroyed all my connections, burned my bridges, I should feel a certain freedom, and in fact I do. One so intense I am afraid to rejoice in it.
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How many disappointments are conducive to bitterness? One or a thousand, depending on the subject.
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What a judgment upon the living, if it is true, as has been maintained, that what dies has never existed!
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Every utopia about to be realized resembles a cynical dream.