841 Quotes by Jean-Paul Sartre

Don’t you feel the same way? When I cannot see myself, even though I touch myself, I wonder if I really exist.

To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.

But for me there is neither Monday nor Sunday: there are days which pass in disorder, and then, sudden lightning like this one. Nothing has changed and yet everything is different. I can’t describe it, it’s like the Nausea and yet it’s just the opposite: at last an adventure happens to me and when I question myself I see that it happens that I am myself and that I am here; I am the one who splits in the night, I am as happy as the hero of a novel.

The individual’s duty is to do what he wants to do, to think whatever he likes, to be accountable to no one but himself, to challenge every idea and every person.

Human feeling. That’s beyond my range. I’m rotten to the core.

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.

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

One always dies too soon – or too late. And yet one’s whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are – your life, and nothing else.

I don’t know. Everything. Living. Smoking.