Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.
There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change.
What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.
The need to be right is the sign of a vulgar mind.
We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.
I know of only one duty, and that is to love.