Jean-Paul Sartre idézet

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„El akarok menni, el akarok menni valahová, ahol tényleg a helyemen lennék, ahol beilleszkednék... de az én helyem sehol sincs; nem vagyok kívánatos.”

„Mosolyogni fogok, és mosolyom elsüllyed a tanulóidban, és az ég tudja, mi lesz belőle.”

„A szabadság az, amit teszünk azzal, amit velünk tesznek.”

„Az ember szabadságra van ítélve; mert miután a világba kerül, mindenért felelős.”

„Mi a saját választásaink vagyunk.”

„Az ember nem annak az összege, amije már van, hanem annak az összege, amije még nincs, amije lehetne.”

„Kétféle szegény ember létezik, akik közösen szegények, és akik egyedül szegények. Az előbbiek az igazán szegények, a többiek a szerencsétlen gazdagok.”

„… a létezés olyan telítettség, amelytől az ember nem szabadulhat.”

„A doktor a tapasztalat profija: az orvosok, a papok, a bírók meg a katonatisztek úgy ismerik az embert, mintha ők teremtették volna.”

„A rosszban csak utána hisz az ember.”

„… az ember szabadságra lévén ítélve, az egész világ súlyát a vállán viseli: felelős a világért és önmagáért, mint létezési módozatért.”

„… vajon hogyan lehetséges, hogy a világ létezik – és nem a semmi?”

„Tudják, mennyire tisztelem Che Guevarát. Szerintem nem csak értelmiségi volt, hanem korunk teljesen egész embere: harcosként és férfiként, mint elméleti szakember, aki a forradalom ügyét úgy vitte előre, hogy az elméleteit a csatái személyes tapasztalataiból vezette le.”

„A gondolatom én vagyok: ezért nem bírom abbahagyni. Létezem, mert gondolkodom… és nem tudom megakadályozni, hogy gondolkodjam.”

„Minden neurózisnak az a sajátossága, hogy természetesnek tünteti föl magát …”

„A természetben nincsen dialektika, csak az amelyet belehelyeztek.”

„… a városoknak csak egyetlen napjuk van, s az minden reggel egyformán újrakezdődik.”

„… a dolgok pontosan azonosak azzal, aminek látszanak - és mögöttük … mögöttük nincs semmi.”

„Minden létező ok nélkül születik, gyöngeségből él tovább, és véletlenül hal meg.”

„Három óra: mindig túl kései, vagy túl korai időpont ahhoz, amit az ember éppen csinálni akar.”

„Önmaga számára lenni a másik… ez az elsődleges értéke a másokhoz való viszonynak.”

„Létezni annyi, mint itt lenni, egyszerűen csak annyi; a létezők megjelennek, lehetővé teszik, hogy találkozzunk velük, de levezetni sohasem lehet őket.”

„A fasizmust nem az áldozatok száma, hanem a gyilkolás módszere határozza meg.”

„Egymást szeretni annyi, mint gyűlölni a közös ellenséget.”

„Az élet a kétségbeesés másik oldalán kezdődik.”

„Mindent ki táláltak már, kivéve azt, hogyan kell élni.”

„A szavak töltött pisztolyok.”

„Minél több homok került ki életünk homokórájából, annál tisztábban kell átlátnunk rajta.”

„Az elkötelezettség egy tett, nem egy szó.”

„Jobb lábon állva meghalni, mint térden állva élni.”

„Lehet, hogy vannak még szebb idők, de ez a miénk.”

„Nem hitt semmiben; csak a szkepticizmusa tartotta vissza attól, hogy ateista legyen.”

„Úgy tűnik, mindent, amit az életemről tudok, könyvekből tanultam.”

„Az életnek eleve nincs értelme... Rajtad múlik, hogy adsz-e neki értelmet, és az érték nem más, mint az általad választott értelem.”

“Virtue is the death of conscience because it is the habit of Good, and yet the ethic of the honest man infinitely prefers virtue to the noblest agonies of conscience. Thus, being poses nonbeing and eliminates it. There is only being”

“He yawned. He had finished the day and he had also finished with his youth. Various well-bred moralities had already discreetly offered him their services: disillusioned epicureanism, smiling tolerance, resignation, common sense stoicism - all the aids whereby a man may savour, minute by minute, like a connoisseur, the failure of a life.”

“One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one’s death, one dies one’s life.”

“…the reality of society involves the socialization of certain unrealities.”

“Catherine: Why commit Evil?
Goetz: Because Good has already been done.
Catherine: Who has done it?
Goetz: God the Father. I, on the other hand, am improvising.”

“The strangest mores of the most of-the-way societies will, in spite of everything, be relatively comprehensible to the person who has a flesh-and-blood knowledge of man’s needs, anxieties, and hopes. If, on the other hand, this experience is lacking, he will not even be able to understand the customs of those about him.”

“I know only one Church: it is the society of men.”

“It is for the sake of order that I seduced Clytemnestra, for the sake of order that I killed my king. I wanted for order to rule and that it rule through me. I have lived without desire, without love, without hope: I made order. Oh! terrible and divine passion!”

“The dreamer must contaminate the others by his dream, he must make them fall into it”

“All-powerful god, who am I but the fear that I inspire in others?”

“I was your luxury. For nineteen years I have been put in your man’s world and was forbidden to touch anything and you made me think that all was going very well and that I did not have to worry about anything but putting flowers in vases. Why did you lie to me? Why did you keep me ignorant, if it was to admit to me one day that this world is cracking and that you are all powerless and to make me choose between a suicide and a murder?”

“…man first of all exists, encounters himself, surges up in the world – and defines himself afterwards.”

“If literature isn’t everything, it’s not worth a single hour of someone’s trouble.”

“If you are not already dead, forgive. Rancor is heavy, it is worldly; leave it on earth: die light.”

“The real nature of the present revealed itself: it was what exists, all that was not present did not exist.”

“The consciousness of being betrayed is to the collective consciousness of a sacred group what a certain form of schizophrenia is to the individual…it is a form of madness.”

“If you want to deserve Hell, you need only stay in bed. The world is iniquity; if you accept it, you are an accomplice, if you change it you are an executioner.”

“…the prisoner’s dreams is the guard’s spirituality”

“But, if it will help ease your irritated souls, please know, dearly departed, that you have ruined our lives.”

“Be quiet! Anyone can spit in my face, and call me a criminal and a prostitute. But no one has the right to judge my remorse.”

“When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell a story: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends. You let events flow by too: you suddenly see people appear who speak and then go away; you plunge into stories of which you can't make head or tail: you'd make a terrible witness.”

“It is the same thing: killing, dying, it is the same thing: one is just as alone in each. He is lucky, he will only die once. As for me, for ten days I have been killing him at every minute.”

“By turning my head slightly, I could see something out of the corner of my eye: it was a hand, the small white hand which slid along the table a little while ago. Now it was resting on its back, relaxed, soft and sensual, it had the indolent nudity of a woman sunning herself after bathing. A brown hairy object approached it, hesitant. It was a thick finger, yellowed by tobacco; inside this hand it had all the grossness of a male sex organ. It stopped for an instant, rigid, pointing at the fragile palm, then suddenly, it timidly began to stroke it. I was not surprised, I was only furious at the Self-Taught Man (L'Autodidacte); couldn't he hold himself back, the fool, didn't he realize the risk he was running?
The Self-Taught Man did not look surprised. He must have been expecting this for years. He must have imagined what would happen a hundred times, the day the Corsican would slip up behind him and a furious voice would resound suddenly in his ears. Yet he came back every evening, he feverishly pursued his reading and then, from time to time, like a thief, stroked a white hand or perhaps the leg of a small boy. It was resignation that I read on his face.”

“Genet is a man-failure: he wills the impossible in order to derive from the tragic grandeur of this defeat the assurance that there is something other than the possible.”

“In some places the metropolis makes do with paying a clique of feudal overlords; in others, it has fabricated a fake bourgeoisie of colonized subjects in a system of divide and rule; elsewhere, it has killed two birds with one stone: the colony is both settlement and exploitation.”

“How can I, who was not able to retain my own past, hope to save that of another?”

“I, for my part, do not conceive an act as having causes, and I consider myself satisfied when I have found in it not its ‘factors’ but the general themes which it organizes: for our decisions gather into new syntheses and on new occasions the leitmotif that governs our life”

“For Genet, Beauty will be the offensive weapon that will enable him to beat the just on their own ground: that of value.”

“Karsky: I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing?
Hugo: No.
Karsky: It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death.
Hugo: It is virtually certain that he is responsible for my life. We are even.”