This is what I thought: for the most banal even to become an adventure, you must (and this is enough) begin to recount it. This is what fools people: a man is always a teller of tales, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his own life as… Continue reading Jean-Paul Sartre
Death is a continuation of my life without me… ― Jean-Paul Sartre
In order for me to feel necessary, someone would have had to express a need for me. — Jean-Paul Sartre, The Words: The Autobiography of Jean-Paul Sartre (Vintage,1981) Originally published 1963.
Don’t be afraid; I’ll keep looking at you for ever and ever, without a flutter of my eyelids, and you’ll live in my gaze like a mote in a sunbeam. — Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit. (Samuel French, Inc. 1958) Originally published 1944.
I see the insipid flesh blossoming and palpitating with abandon. ― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea. (New Directions Publishing Corporation January 1, 1975) Originally published 1938.
I’m going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become. —Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit. (Samuel French, Inc. 1958) Originally published 1944.
You know, it’s quite a job starting to love somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment, in the very beginning, when you have to jump across a precipice: if you think about it you don’t do it. — Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea. (New Directions Publishing Corporation January 1, 1975) Originally published… Continue reading Jean-Paul Sartre