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.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Jean-Paul Sartre

Profession: Philosopher
Nationality: French

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The intellectuel engagé had a duty to dedicate himself to revolutionary activity, to question established orthodoxies, and to champion the interests of all oppressed groups.

I had spent my time counterfeiting eternity, I had understood nothing.

I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.

It is a profound boredom, profound, the profound heart of existence, the very matter I am made of.

The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you are not worth the truth.

A right is nothing more than the other aspect of duty.

There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.

Society demands that he limit himself to his function… There are indeed many precautions to imprison a man in what he is as if we lived in perpetual fear that he might escape from it, that he might break away and suddenly elude his condition.

Perhaps its inevitable, perhaps one has to choose between being nothing at all and impersonating what one is.

That's what I must avoid: I mustn't put strangeness where there's nothing. I think that is the danger of keeping a diary: you exaggerate everything, you are on the look-out, and you continually stretch the truth.

Though impervious to the sacred, I loved magic. The cinema was a suspect appearance that I loved perversely for what it still lacked. That streaming was everything, it was nothing, it was everything reduced to nothing.

Giacometti knows that space is a cancer on being, and eats everything; to sculpt, for him, is to take the fat off space, he compresses space, so as to drain off its exteriority.

What is meant here by saying that existence precedes essence? It means first of all, man exists, turns up, appears on the scene, and, only afterwards, defines himself. If man, as the existentialist conceives him, is indefinable, it is because at first he is nothing. Only afterward will he be something, and he himself will have made what he will be.

The genius of Proust is the totality of the works of Proust.