If only you knew how little I care. Cowardly or not, as long as he is a good kisser. - Jean-Paul Sartre

I do not neglect myself, quite the contrary: this morning I took a bath and shaved. Only when I think back over those careful little actions, I cannot understand how I was able to make them, They are so vain. Habit, no doubt, made them for me. They aren’t dead, they keep on busying themselves, gently, insidiously weaving their webs, they wash me, dry me, dress me, like nurses. Did they also lead me to this hill? I can’t remember how I came anymore.

I found everything perfectly clear, and I really understood absolutely nothing.

No doctrine is more optimistic [than existentialism], since it declares that man's destiny lies within himself.