Category: sartre

“Even if it were true—that I never had any adventures —what difference would that make to me? First, it seems to be a pure question of words. This business at Meknes, for example, I was thinking about a little while ago: a Moroccan jumped on me and wanted to stab me with an enormous knife. But I hit him just below the temple … then he began shouting in Arabic and a swarm of lousy beggars came up and chased us all the way to Souk Attarin. Well, you can call that by any name you like, in any case, it was an event which happened to me.”

Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

“Yes, it’s what I wanted—what I still want.”


Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

“For many have but one resource to sustain them in their misery, and that is to think, “Circumstances have been against me, I was worthy to be something much better than I have been. I admit I have never had a great love or a great friendship; but that is because I never met a man or a woman who were worthy of it; if I have not written any very good books, it is because I had not the leisure to do so; or, if I have had no children to whom I could devote myself it is because I did not find the man I could have lived with. So there remains within me a wide range of abilities, inclinations and potentialities, unused but perfectly viable, which endow me with a worthiness that could never be inferred from the mere history of my actions.” But in reality and for the existentialist, there is no love apart from the deeds of love; no potentiality of love other than that which is manifested in loving; there is no genius other than that which is expressed in works of art.”

Jean-Paul Sartre

“Freedom is what we do with what is done to us.”

Jean-Paul Sartre

“Everything has been figured out, except how to live.”

Jean-Paul Sartre

“I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.”

Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

“Hell is—other people!”

Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit

“Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.”

Jean-Paul Sartre

“Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself.”

Jean-Paul Sartre, Existentialism and Human Emotions

“If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company.”

Jean-Paul Sartre