In Les Mots I Explain The Origin

For An Occurrence To Become An Adventure, It Is Necessary And Sufficient For One To Recount It.

He Is Always Becoming, And If It Were Not For The Contingency Of Death, He Would Never End.

For The Time Being I Have Seen Enough Of Living Things, Of Dogs, Of Men, Of All Flabby Masses Which Move Spontaneously.

Man Is The Being Whose Project It Is To Be God.

Neither Sex, Without Some Fertilization Of The Complimentary Characters Of The Other, Is Capable Of The Highest Reaches Of Human Endeavor.