But existence is a deflection.
A human being who wakened in the morning with a queesy stomach, with fifteen hours to kill before next bedtime, had not much use for freedom.
Amuse yourself, torment your desires. Drink when you're thirsty -- that would be very much too simple! If you didn't harbour a temptation eternally in your soul, you'd run the risk of forgetting yourself.
Commitment is an act, not a word.
I do not think therefore I am a moustache.
We are not on the side of history made. We were, as I have said, situated in such a way that every lived minute seemed to us like something irreducible.