Quotes About Existentialism

This sun and blue sky were only a snare. This is the hundredth time I've let myself be caught. My memories are like coins in the devil's purse: when you open it you find only dead leaves.

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Something has happened to me, I can't doubt it anymore. It came as an illness does, not like an ordinary certainty, not like anything evident. It came cunningly, little by little; I felt a little strange, a little put out, that's all. Once established it never moved, it stayed quiet, and i was able to persuade myself that nothing was the matter with me, that it was a false alarm. And now, it's blossoming.

I get up. I move through this pale light; I see it change beneath my hands and on the sleeves of my coat: I cannot describe how much it disgusts me.

So I was a poodle of the future; I made prophecies.

It was true, I had always realized it—I hadn't any "right" to exist at all. I had appeared by chance, I existed like a stone, a plant, a microbe. I could feel nothing to myself but an inconsequential buzzing. I was thinking…that here we are eating and drinking, to preserve our precious existence, and that there's nothing, nothing, absolutely no reason for existing.

Existentialism's first move is to make every man aware of what he is and to make the full responsibility of his existence rest on him.

I am not your king, impudent larva? Who then has created you? Orestes: You. But you should not have created me free.

Creo que soy yo quien ha cambiado; es la solución más simple. También la más desagradable. Pero debo reconocer que estoy sujeto a estas súbitas transformaciones. Lo que ocurre es que rara vez pienso, entonces, sin darme cuenta, se acumula en mí una multitud de pequeñas metamorfosis, y un buen día se produce una verdadera revolución. Es lo que ha dado a mi vida este aspecto desconcertante, incoherente.

There are two ways to go to the gas chamber, free and not free.

Aunque me quisiera con toda su alma, sería igualmente un amor de muerta.

Je ne peux plus rien d'autre. Je ne les entends plus, tu sais. C'est sans doute qu'ils en ont fini avec moi. Fini: l'affaire est classée, je ne suis plus rien sur terre, même plus un lâche. Inès, nous voilà seuls: il n'y a plus que vous deux pour penser à moi. Elle ne compte pas. Mais toi, toi qui me hais, si tu me crois, tu me sauves.

For a moment I wondered if I were not going to love humanity. But, after all, it was their Sunday, not mine.

From time to time I yawn so widely that tears roll down my cheek.

Everything happens to every man as if the entire human race were staring at him and measuring itself by what he does. So every man ought to be asking himself, Am I really a man who is entitled to act in such a way that the entire human race should be measuring itself by my actions? And if he does not ask himself that, he masks his anguish.

Je n'ai jamais gratté la terre ni quêté des nids, je n'ai pas herborisé ni lancé des pierres aux oiseaux. Mais les livres ont été mes oiseaux et mes nids, mes bêtes domestiques, mon étable et ma campagne.

In choosing myself, I choose man.

Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself. Such is the first principle of existentialism.

Thing are bad! Things are very bad: I have it, the filth, the Nausea.

Every belief is a belief that falls short; one never wholly believes what one believes.

The writer, a free man adressing free men, has only one subject - freedom

How far away from them I feel, up on this hill. It seems to me that I belong to another species.

M. de Rollebon was my partner; he needed me in order to exist and I needed him so as not to feel my existence.

I am illuminated within by a diminishing light.