Life has no meaning a priori… It is up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing but the meaning that you choose. - Jean-Paul Sartre

I was not the one to invent lies: they were created in a society divided by class and each of us inherited lies when we were born. It is not by refusing to lie that we will abolish lies: it is by eradicating class by any means necessary.

I grow warm, I begin to feel happy. There is nothing extraordinary in this, it is a small happiness of Nausea: it spreads at the bottom of the viscous puddle, at the bottom of out time - the time of purple suspenders, and broken chair seats; it is made of white, soft instants, spreading at the edge, like an oil stain. No sooner than born, it is already old, it seems as though I have known it for twenty years.

Nu-mi simt trupul, m-a cucerit puritatea lucrurilor care mă înconjoară; nimic nu e viu; vântul suflă, linii drepte aleargă în noapte.