“know very well that I don’t want to do anything: to do something is to create existence—and there’s quite enough existence as… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it was a passing moment of madness after all. There is no trace of it any more. My odd feelings of… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“The writer has to die to give birth to the intellectual in the service of the wretched of the earth.” — Annie Cohen-Solal Copy Share Image
“Something has happened to me, I can't doubt it any more. It came as an illness does, not like an ordinary certainty,… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“My passion was dead. For years it had rolled over and submerged me; now I felt empty. But that wasn't the worst:… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“When a man gets drunk he gets sentimental. That's what I wanted to avoid.” — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“My existence began to worry me seriously. Was I not a simple spectre?” — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“It is an abstract change without object. Am I the one who has changed? (...) I must finally realize that I am… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“Atheistic existentialism, of which I am a representative, declares with greater consistency that if God does not exist there is at least… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“He takes a few dazed steps, the waiters turn out the lights and he slips into unconsciousness: when this man is lonely… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“I loathe my childhood and all that remains of it. Jean-Paul Sartre, Words” — Carole Seymour-Jones Copy Share Image
“You exaggerate everything. You continually force the truth because you're always looking for something.” — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“He began as a minor imitator of Fitzgerald, wrote a novel in the late twenties which won a prize, became dissatisfied with… — Barry N. Malzberg Copy Share Image
“If I didn't try to assume responsibility for my own existence, it would seem utterly absurd to go on existing.” — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
“I don't even bother looking for words. It flows in me, more or less quickly. I fix nothing, I let it go.… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
