Jean-Paul Sartre Quotes

French existentialist philosopher (1905–1980)

Jean-Paul Charles Aymard Sartre (21 June 1905 – 15 April 1980), normally known simply as Jean-Paul Sartre, was a French existentialist philosopher, dramatist and screenwriter, novelist, and critic. He had an enduring personal relationship with fellow philosopher Simone de Beauvoir.

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Pen Names: Jacques Guillemin

Alternative Names: Jean-Paul Charles Aymard Sartre • Jean Paul Sartre • J.P. Sartre • J.-P. Sartre • Sartre

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I was your luxury. For nineteen years I have been put in your man's world and was forbidden to touch anything and you made me think that all was going very well and that I did not have to worry about anything but putting flowers in vases. Why did you lie to me? Why did you keep me ignorant, if it was to admit to me one day that this world is cracking and that you are all powerless and to make me choose between a suicide and a murder?

If literature isn't everything, it's not worth a single hour of someone's trouble.

General ideas are more flattering. And then professionals and even amateurs always end up by being right

My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I'm going to sleep.

hidup yang tak teruji tak layak dijalani

And yet I am troubled; it would take so little to make the record stop: a broken spring, the whim of Cousin Adolphe. How strange it is, how moving, that this hardness should be so fragile. Nothing can interrupt it yet all can break it.

emotion is first of all and in principle an accident

Tout existant naît sans raison, se prolonge par faiblesse et meurt par rencontre.

How can I, who have not the strength to hold my own past, hope to save the past of someone else?

Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift…that’s nausea.

I, for my part, do not conceive an act as having causes, and I consider myself satisfied when I have found in it not its 'factors' but the general themes which it organizes: for our decisions gather into new syntheses and on new occasions the leitmotif that governs our life

Alors c'est ça l'enfer. Je ne l'aurais jamais cru… Vous vous rappelez : le souffre, le bûcher, le gril.. Ah quelle plaisanterie. Pas besoin de gril, l'enfer c'est les autres.

Farewell to the monsters, farewell to the saints. Farewell to pride. All that is left is men.

Consciousness is a being the nature of which is to be conscious of the nothingness of its being.

I have nothing but contempt for you idiotic chosen ones who have the heart to rejoice when there are the damned in Hell and the poor on earth; as for me, I am on the side of men and I will not leave it.