Quotes from Jean-Paul Sartre

Now I think of no one any more. I don't even bother looking for words. It flows in me, more or less quickly. I fix nothing, I let it go. Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up: I forget them almost immediately.

Roquentin is visited by a deeper, more philosophical ailment: he falls into bouts of what he calls his "Nausea." These are episodes in which, afflicted by his sense that there is "absolutely no more reason for living

You know, it's quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness …. There is even a moment, right at the start, where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don't do it.

A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing. To be sure, this may seem a harsh thought to someone whose life hasn't been a success. But, on the other hand, it prompts people to understand that reality alone is what counts, that dreams, expectations, and hopes warrant no more than to define a man as a disappointed dream, as miscarried hopes, as vain expectations. In other words, to define him negatively and not positively.

qui suis-je, sinon la peur que les autres ont de moi ?

Nothing has changed and yet everything exists in a different way. I can't describe it; it's like the Nausea and yet it's just the opposite: at last an adventure is happening to me and when I question myself I see that it happens that I am myself and that I am here: it is I who am piercing the darkness, I am as happy as the hero of a novel.

La justice est une affaire d'hommes

Aquel que quiere ser amado, debe querer la libertad del otro, porque de ella emerge el amor, si lo someto, se vuelve objeto, y de un objeto no puedo recibir amor

Pas facile, pour le philosophe, de dialoguer si l'interlocuteur met en cause sa doctrine tout en refusant de parler philosophie!

Mizantropul este om: e absolut necesar ca umanistul sa fie intr-o oarecare masura mizantrop.Dar e un mizantrop stiintific, care a stiut sa-si dozeze ura, care incepe prin a-i uri pe oameni pentru a-i putea iubi mai bine, apoi.

At one point, Roquentin realizes that the seat he is on is a seat only by name: "it could just as well be a dead donkey. . . . Things are divorced from their names. They are there, grotesque, headstrong, gigantic, and it seems ridiculous to call them seats or say anything at all about them: I am in the midst of things, nameless things.

Le teníamos un miedo horrible porque sabíamos que estaba solo.

Every anti-communist is a dog.

L'angoisse commence pour un homme et le délaissement et les sueurs de sang, quand il ne peut plus avoir d'autre témoin que lui-même.

Cada día te pareces un poco más al cadáver que serás y yo te amo siempre.

Nothing new." I admire the way we can lie, putting reason on our side. Evidently, nothing new has happened, if you care to put it that way: this morning at eight-fifteen, just as I was leaving the Hotel Printania to go to the library, I wanted to and could not pick up a paper lying on the ground. This is all and it is not even an event. Yes—but, to tell the whole truth, I was deeply impressed by it: I felt I was no longer free.

Mein augenblickliches Leben ist nicht besonders glanzvoll, [...]

The best work is not what is most difficult for you it is what you do best.

Atheism is a cruel long term business, and I have gone through it to the end.

I hate victims who respect their executioners.

If a victory is told in detail, one can no longer distinguish it from a defeat.

One could only damage oneself through the harm one did to others. One could never get directly at oneself.

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

I am not virtuous. Our sons will be if we shed enough blood to give them the right to be.