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Conclusion, II Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does. Life has no meaning a priori … It is up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing but the meaning that you choose.
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It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. The For-itself, in fact, is nothing but the pure nihilation of the In-itself; it is like a hole of being at the heart of Being. 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. Generally speaking there is no irreducible taste or inclination. They all represent a certain appropriative choice of being.
It is up to existential psychoanalysis to compare and classify them. Ontology abandons us here; it has merely enabled us to determine the ultimate ends of human reality, its fundamental possibilities, and the value which haunts it.
The Flies [ edit ] Les mouches The Flies But [your crime] will be there, one hundred times denied, always there, dragging itself behind you. Then you will finally know that you have committed your life with one throw of the die, once and for all, and there is nothing you can do but tug our crime along until your death. Such is the law, just and unjust, of repentance. Then we will see what will become of your young pride. Clytemnestra to her daughter Electra, Act 1 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. If I have gained anything by damning myself, it is that I no longer have anything to fear. Act 1 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. Electra to her mother Clytemnestra, Act 1 Some men are born committed to action: Act 1 They are in bad faith — they are afraid — and fear, bad faith have an aroma that the gods find delicious.
Yes, the gods like that, the pitiful souls. Do not judge the gods, young man, they have painful secrets. Jupiter, Act 1 Yes, I am so free. And what a superb absence is my soul. Orestes, Act 1 You must be afraid, my son. That is how one becomes an honest citizen.
Mother to her young son, Act 1 Her face seems ravaged by both lightning and hail. But on yours there is something like the promise of a storm: I was waiting for the other. I thought only of his strength and never of my weakness. And now here you are, Orestes, it was you. I look at you and I see that we are two orphans. Electra to her brother Orestes, Act 2 A man who is free is like a mangy sheep in a herd. He will contaminate my entire kingdom and ruin my work.
King Aegistheus, Act 2 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.
Justice is a human issue, and I do not need a god to teach it to me. Orestes, Act 2 Commoners are weightless. But he was a royal bon vivant who, no matter what, always weighed kilos. King Aegistheus to Jupiter, Act 2 Blood doubly unites us, for we share the same blood and we have spilled blood.
Orestes to Electra, Act 2 But, if it will help ease your irritated souls, please know, dearly departed, that you have ruined our lives. Aegistheus, Act 2 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: Aegistheus, Act 2 Understand me: I wish to be a man from somewhere, a man among men. You see, a slave, when he passes by, weary and surly, carrying a heavy load, limping along and looking down at his feet, only at his feet to avoid falling down; he is in his town, like a leaf in greenery, like a tree in a forest, argos surrounds him, heavy and warm, full of herself; I want to be that slave, Electra, I want to pull the city around me and to roll myself up in it like a blanket.
I will not leave. Orestes to Electra, Act 2 I have no need for good souls: Electra to her brother Orestes, Act 2 He is dead, and my hatred has died with him. Electra, before the dead Aegistheus, Act 2 Jupiter: I committed the first crime by creating men as mortals. After that, what more could you do, you the murderers? Come on; they already had death in them: How I hate the crimes of the new generation: Jupiter to Orestes, Act 2 The painful secret of gods and kings is that men are free, Aegistheus.
You know it and they do not. Jupiter, Act 2 Aegistheus, the kings have another secret Once liberty has exploded in the soul of a man, the Gods can do nothing against that man.
It is a matter for men to handle amongst themselves, and it is up to other men — and to them alone — to let him flee or to destroy him. Orestes to Electra, Act 2 Jupiter: I gave you the liberty to serve me. That is possible, but it has turned against you and there is nothing either one of us can do about it. Act 3 I came to claim my kingdom and you refused me because I was not one of you.
Now I am one of you, my subjects, we are bound by blood, and I deserve to be your king. Your sins and your remorse, your mighty anguish, I take all upon myself. Fear your dead no more, they are my dead. Orestes, Act 3 Remember, Orestes: Your liberty is nothing but a mange eating away at you, it is nothing but an exile.
Jupiter, Act 3 We were too light, Electra. Now our feet press down in the earth like the wheels of a cart in its groove. Come with me, and we will walk heavily, bending under the weight of our heavy load.
Orestes, Act 3 Your entire universe will not be enough to make me guilty. You are the king of the Gods, Jupiter, the king of the stones and of the stars, the king of the waves of the sea. But you are not the king of men. Orestes, Act 3 Jupiter: I am not your king, impudent larva? Who then has created you? But you should not have created me free. Act 3 I am a man, Jupiter, and each man must invent his own path.
Orestes, Act 3 You are a tiny little girl, Electra. Other little girls dreamed of being the richest or the most beautiful women of all. And you, fascinated by the horrid destiny of your people, you wished to become the most pained and the most criminal … At your age, children still play with dolls and they play hopscotch. You, poor child, without toys or playmates, you played murder, because it is a game that one can play alone.
Jupiter to Electra, Act 3 Characterizations of Existentialism [ edit ] A propos de l'existentialisme: Mise au Point Action, 29 December In a world, man must create his own essence: Man cannot will unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth.
With despair, true optimism begins: Better one hundred bites, better the whip, vitriol, than this suffering in the head, this ghost of suffering which grazes and caresses and never hurts enough.
We're in hell, my little friend, and there's never any mistake there. People are not damned for nothing. We are in hell, my dear, there is never a mistake and people are not damned for nothing.
Je n'aurais jamais cru Pas besoin de gril, l'enfer, c'est les autres. So that is what hell is. I would never have believed it. There is no need for torture: Hell is other people. Garcin, Act 1, sc. Whom do you think you are fooling? Come on, everyone knows that I threw the baby out of the window. The crystal is shattered on earth, and I do not care. I am no longer anything but a skin, and my skin does not belong to you. The mouth you wear for hell.
A flame in their hearts. When I am all alone, I am extinguished. When I cannot see myself, even though I touch myself, I wonder if I really exist. Estelle, discovering that there are no mirrors in Hell, Act 1, sc. I feel you in my bones. Your silence screams in my ears. You may nail your mouth shut, you may cut out your tongue, can you keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts. Tu n'es rien d'autre que ta vie. One always dies too soon — or too late.
And yet, life is there, finished: You are nothing other than your life. Cowardly or not, as long as he is a good kisser. Estelle on Garcin, Act 1, sc. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it. On est ce qu'on veut. A man is what he wills himself to be. How entirely at ease he feels as a result. How futile and frivolous discussions about the rights of the Jew appear to him.
He has placed himself on other ground from the beginning. If out of courtesy he consents for a moment to defend his point of view, he lends himself but does not give himself. He tries simply to project his intuitive certainty onto the plane of discourse.
They know that their remarks are frivolous, open to challenge. But they are amusing themselves, for it is their adversary who is obliged to use words responsibly, since he believes in words. They even like to play with discourse for, by giving ridiculous reasons, they discredit the seriousness of their interlocutors. They delight in acting in bad faith, since they seek not to persuade by sound argument but to intimidate and disconcert.
If you press them too closely, they will abruptly fall silent, loftily indicating by some phrase that the time for argument is past. It is not that they are afraid of being convinced. They fear only to appear ridiculous or to prejudice by their embarrassment their hope of winning over some third person to their side. He would be incapable of conceiving of a constructive plan; his action cannot reach the level of the methodical; it remains on the ground of passion. His intellectual activity is confined to interpretation; he seeks in historical events the signs of the presence of an evil power.
Out of this spring those childish and elaborate fabrications which give him his resemblance to the extreme paranoiacs. It represents, therefore, a safety valve for the owning classes, who encourage it and thus substitute for a dangerous hate against their regime a beneficent hate against particular people.
If all he has to do is to remove Evil, that means that the Good is already given. He has no need to seek it in anguish, to invent it, to scrutinize it patiently when he has found it, to prove it in action, to verify it by its consequences, or, finally, to shoulder he responsibilities of the moral choice be has made. The more one is absorbed in fighting Evil, the less one is tempted to place the Good in question. When he has fulfilled his mission as holy destroyer, the Lost Paradise will reconstitute itself.
He is in the breach, fighting, and each of his outbursts of rage is a pretext to avoid the anguished search for the Good. London What do we mean by saying that existence precedes essence? We mean that man first of all exists, encounters himself, surges up in the world—and defines himself afterwards. If man as the existentialist see him is not definable, it is because to begin with he is nothing.
Thus, there is no human nature, because there is no God to have a conception of himself. The existentialist frankly states that man is in anguish. His meaning is as follows-When a man commits himself to anything, fully realizing that he is not only choosing what he will be, but is thereby at the same time a legislator deciding for the whole of mankind-in such a moment a man cannot escape from the sense of complete and profound responsibility.
Marxists, to whom I have said thus have answered: Thus the man who discovers himself directly in the cogito also discovers all the others, and discovers them as the condition of his own existence. I cannot obtain any truth whatsoever about myself, except through the mediation of another. The other is indispensable to my existence, and equally so to any knowledge I can have of myself. They say nothing, they do not hide under the table, they eat only one sweet at a time, but later on, they make Society pay dearly for it!
Jessica, Act 3, sc. Hugo to Slick and Georges, Act 3, sc. I saw them passing my window with their signs: Jessica to her husband Hugo, Act 3, sc. I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing? It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death. It is virtually certain that he is responsible for my life. An assassin is never entirely assassin. They play a role, you understand. While a dead man, he is really dead.
To be or not to be, right? Hugo, Act 4, sc.
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He is lucky, he will only die once. As for me, for ten days I have been killing him at every minute. Hugo to Jessica, on his plans to kill Hoederer, Act 5, sc. You pull the trigger and after that you do not understand anything that happens.
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? Jessica to Hugo, Act 5, sc. You can demonstrate that you are right and that others are wrong. They died for the [Communist] Party and the Party can decide what it wants.
What good is it to sharpen a knife every day if you never use it for slicing? A party is never more than a means. There is only one objective: Hoederer to Hugo, Act 5, sc. It is not by refusing to lie that we will abolish lies: Hugo, Act 5, sc.
I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where? To this very moment Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.
We must act out passion before we can feel it.
I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating. Everything has been figured out, except how to live. Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.
Existentialist Quotes by Albert Camus Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable. There can be no question of holding forth on ethics. I have seen people behave badly with great morality and I note every day that integrity has no need of rules. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity. Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal. Quotes from 'The Stranger ' by Albert Camus I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.
I had only a little time left and I didn't want to waste it on God. There is not love of life without despair about life. If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there. Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter. I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else. Everything is true, and nothing is true! One always has exaggerated ideas about what one doesn't know.
To stay or to go, it amounted to the same thing. Still, obviously, one can't be sensible all the time. It was no dream. I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself. He saw clearly that in bed he would never think things through to a rational conclusion.
He remembered how even in the past he had often felt some kind of slight pain [ He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning.
He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.
Quotes from 'The Catcher in the Rye ' by J. Salinger Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior.
I am always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though. All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they'll do practically anything you want them to. I don't exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.