“I dreamed vaguely of killing myself to wipe out at least one of these superfluous lives. But even my death would have been In the way . In the way, my corpse, my blood on these stones, between these plants,… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“And I— soft, weak, obscene, digesting, juggling with dismal thoughts— I, too, was In the way . Fortunately, I didn’t feel it, although I realized it, but I was uncomfortable because I was afraid of feeling it (even now I… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
