The Real Passion Of The Twentieth Century

Those Who Write Clearly Have Readers.

But Do You Know Why We Are Always More Just And Generous Toward The Dead? The Reason Is Simple. With Them There Is No Obligation. They Leave Us Free And We Can Take Our Time, Fit The Testimonial Between A Cocktail Party And A Nice Little Mistress, In Our Spare Time, In Short.

The Absurd Has Meaning Only In So Far As It Is Not Agreed To.

Freedom Is Not Constituted Primarily Of Privileges But Of Responsibilities.

Over There, In Europe, All Was Shame And Anger. Here It Was Exile Or Solitude, Among These Languid And Agitated Madmen Who Danced In Order To Die.