Jean-Paul Sartre: Cytaty po angielsku (strona 13)

“You must be afraid, my son. That is how one becomes an honest citizen.”

“The [Communist] Party has one objective: the creation of a socialist economy; and one means: the utilization of the class struggle.”

“Thus, Beauty is neither an appearance nor a being, but a relationship: the transformation of being into appearance”

“It is the same: a chosen one is a man whom God’s finger crushes against the wall.”

“Abjection is a methodological conversion, like Cartesian doubt and Husserlian epoche: it establishes the world as a closed system which consciousness regards from without, in the manner of divine understanding.”

“Nicias, do you think you can erase with good deeds the wrongs you committed against your mother? What good deed will ever reach her? Her soul is a scorching noon time, without a single breath of a breeze, nothing moves, nothing changes, nothing lives there; a great emaciated sun, an immobile sun eternally consumes her.”

“It is too early to love. We will buy the right to do so by shedding blood.”

“I do not understand! I understand nothing! I cannot understand nor do I want to understand! I want to believe! To Believe!”

“Her face seems ravaged by both lightning and hail. But on yours there is something like the promise of a storm: one day passion will burn it to the bone.”

“I can be twenty women, one hundred, if that’s what you want, all women. Ride with me behind you, I weigh nothing, your horse will not feel me. I want to be your whorehouse!”

“Now I am weary and I can no longer tell good from Evil, and I need someone to show me the way.”

“Generosity is nothing else than a craze to possess. All which I abandon, all which I give, I enjoy in a higher manner through the fact that I give it away…. To give is to enjoy possessively the object which one gives.”

“I respect orders but I respect myself too and I do not obey foolish rules made especially to humiliate me.”

“To eat is to appropriate by destruction.”

“Suppose that I wish to deserve the title of “robber of remorse” and that I place in myself all [the townspeople’s] repentence?”

“Admit it, it is your youth that you regret, more even than your crime; it is my youth you hate, even more than my innocence.”

“Man is always separated from what he is by all the breadth of the being which he is not. He makes himself known to himself from the other side of the world and he looks from the horizon toward himself to recover his inner being.”

“I have no need for good souls: an accomplice is what I wanted.”

“Blood doubly unites us, for we share the same blood and we have spilled blood.”