For all those landscapes, those flowers and those plowed fields, the oldest of lands, show you every spring that there are things you cannot choke in blood.

The final conclusion of absurdist reasoning is, in fact, the repudiation of suicide and the acceptance of the desperate encounter between human inquiry and the silence of the universe. Suicide would mean the end of this encounter, and absurdist reasoning considers that it could not consent to this without negating its own premises.

Without freedom no art art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself and dies of all others.

They hurt each other without wanting to, just because each represented to the others the cruel and demanding necessity of their lives.

I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe.

A writer cannot serve today those who make history; he must serve those who are subject to it.

But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.