The smell of ink is intoxicating to me - others may have wine, but I have...– Terri Guillemets (via scribbledpoetry)
People who live in society have learned to see themselves in mirrors as they...– Sartre, Nausea
Life begins on the other side of despair.– Sartre (yes, more Sartre)
He is of the same kin. <3– I live alone, entirely alone. I never speak to anyone, never; I receive nothing, I give nothing… When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell something: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends. You let events flow past; suddenly you see people pop up who speak and...
God is the solitude of men. There was only me: I alone decided to commit Evil;...– Sartre, the devil and the good lord
Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly...– Sartre
Nothing happens while you live. The scenery changes, people come in and go out,...– Sartre
“This is what I thought: for the most banal even to become an adventure,...– Jean-Paul Sartre (Nausea)