“It's quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don't do it.”
“there were people who did not exist at all (...) and others who existed rather too much. The barman, for instance. (...) he was rather too much the barman, manipulating his shaker, opening it, and tipping yellow froth into glasses with slightly superfluous precision: he was impersonating a barman. (...) 'Perhaps it's inevitable; perhaps one has to choose between being nothing at all, or impersonating what one is.”
“God is the solitude of men. There was only me: I alone decided to commit Evil; alone, I invented Good. I am the one who cheated, I am the one who performed miracles, I am the one accusing myself today, I alone can absolve myself; me, the man.”
—Jean-Paul Sartre, The Devil and the Good Lord (1951)
“My thought is me: that is why I can’t stop. I exist by what I think .. and I can’t prevent myself from thinking. At this very moment – this is terrible – if I exist, it is because I hate existing. It is I, it is I who pull myself from the nothingness to which I aspire: hatred and disgust for existence are just so many ways of making me exist, of thrusting me into existence. ”
“I am alone in the midst of these happy, reasonable voices. All these creatures spend their time explaining, realizing happily that they agree with each other. In Heaven's name, why is it so important to think the same things all together?”
“Ahora ya no pienso en nadie; ni siquiera me cuido de buscar palabras. La cosa se desliza en mí más o menos rápido; no fijo nada, la dejo correr. La mayor parte del tiempo, al no unirse a palabras, mis pensamientos quedan en nieblas. Dibujan formas vagas y agradables, se disipan; enseguida los olvido.”
“Nada ha cambiado y sin embargo todo existe de otra manera”
—La Náusea, Jean Paul Sartre.
“Il est impossible d'apprécier correctement la lumière sans connaître les ténèbres.
Jean Paul Sartre
“Lo sé. Sé que nunca más encontraré nada ni nadie que me inspire pasión. Tú sabes que ponerse a querer a alguien es una hazaña. Se necesita una energía, una generosidad, una ceguera... Hasta hay un momento, al principio mismo; en que es preciso saltar un precipicio; si uno reflexiona, no lo hace. Sé que nunca más saltaré.”