With rebellion, awareness is born.
What is a rebel? A man who says no, but whose refusal does not imply a renunciation. He is also a man who says yes, from the moment he makes his first gesture of rebellion.
We all carry within us our places of exile, our crimes and our ravages. But our task is not to unleash them on the world; it is to fight them in ourselves and in others.
Virtue cannot separate itself from reality without becoming a principle of evil.
To rebel against nature amounted to rebelling against oneself.
To ensure the adoration of a theorem for any length of time, faith is not enough; a police force is needed as well.
To abandon oneself to principles is really to die – and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.
Those who weep for the happy periods they encounter in history acknowledge what they want: not the alleviation but the silencing of misery.
The world is never quiet; even its silence eternally resounds with the same notes, in vibrations that escape our ears. As for those that we perceive, they carry sounds to us, occasionally a chord, never a melody.
The society based on production is only productive, not creative.
The slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown. He must dominate in his turn.
The rebel does not ask for life, but for reasons for living.
