A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.

If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company.

Man is nothing else but what he purposes, he exists only in so far as he realizes himself, he is therefore nothing else but the sum of his actions, nothing else but what his life is.

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

We are our choices.

Before you come alive, life is nothing; it 's up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing else but the meaning that you choose.

Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.

We only become what we are by the radical and deep-seated refusal of that which others have made of us.

What is life but an unpleasant interruption to a peaceful nonexistence.

I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.

Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself. [It is a matter of choice, not chance.] Such is the first principle of existentialism.

Even though life is finite, the universe created you with infinite love. Celebrate your birthday with infinite joy and create endless memories.

Dare to keep moving when it is a must and there to keep waiting when you have to, but note, you shall always keep waiting if you keep waiting and you shall always keep moving when you keep moving!

Everything wrong I've ever done has always seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

About the use of language: it is impossible to sharpen a pencil with a blunt axe. It is equally vain to try to do it with ten blunt axes instead.

Truth telling is not compatible with the defence of the realm.

A little understanding of "As you sow, so shall you reap" is important, because then you can't blame the condition you're in on anyone else.

As long as you don't practice it, this dying and becoming, You are only a dreary guest on this dark earth.

She longed to throw something at him. A chair. Herself.

That's kind of the weird thing about Salad Days. I had to block time off from touring and tell my management and label like no press, no nothing. Let me make an album. You guys are running me dead.

This universe can very well be expressed in words and syllables which are not those of one's mother tongue.