We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

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For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.

More and more, when faced with the world of men, the only reaction is one of individualism. Man alone is an end unto himself. Everything one tries to do for the common good ends in failure.

Notebooks 1935-1942 (1962), March 1940 entry

Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood – never.