Jean-Paul Sartre Quotes
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Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.
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All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.
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In any case, if you ever leave me with a handsome man, do not tell me that you trust me because, let me warn you: that is not what will prevent me from deceiving you, if I want to. On the contrary.
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I am no longer sure of anything. If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them; if I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul.
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Suppose that I wish to deserve the title of 'robber of remorse' and that I place in myself all the townspeople’s repentence?
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Every age has its own poetry; in every age the circumstances of history choose a nation, a race, a class to take up the torch by creating situations that can be expressed or transcended only through poetry.
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For Genet, Beauty will be the offensive weapon that will enable him to beat the just on their own ground: that of value.
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He is dead, and my hatred has died with him.
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Yes, I am so free. And what a superb absence is my soul.
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If only you knew how little I care. Cowardly or not, as long as he is a good kisser.
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Her face seems ravaged by both lightning and hail. But on yours there is something like the promise of a storm: one day passion will burn it to the bone.
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Karsky: I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing?Hugo: No.Karsky: It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death.Hugo: It is virtually certain that he is responsible for my life. We are even.
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Man cannot will unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth.
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Admit it, it is your youth that you regret, more even than your crime; it is my youth you hate, even more than my innocence.
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esse est percipi, and he recognizes himself as being only insofar as he is perceived.
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They made me take cod liver oil: that is the height of luxury: a medicine to make you hungry while the others, in the street, would have sold themselves for a beefsteak. I saw them passing my window with their signs: 'Give me bread'.
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How can I, who was not able to retain my own past, hope to save that of another?
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Nothingness haunts being.
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Jupiter: I gave you the liberty to serve me.Orestes: That is possible, but it has turned against you and there is nothing either one of us can do about it.
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Your crystal? That’s silly. Whom do you think you are fooling? Come on, everyone knows that I threw the baby out of the window. The crystal is shattered on earth, and I do not care. I am no longer anything but a skin, and my skin does not belong to you.
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The For-itself, in fact, is nothing but the pure nihilation of the In-itself; it is like a hole of being at the heart of Being.
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But since he has decided to have the impossibility of living, every misfortune is an opportunity which lays this importance of living before his eyes and obliges him to decide, once again, to die.
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Ha! to forget. How childish! I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts.
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I know only one Church: it is the society of men.