It is old age, rather than death, that is to be contrasted with life. Old age is life's parody, whereas death transforms life into a destiny: in a way it reserves it by giving it the absolute dimension-'As unto himself eternity changes him at last." Death does away with time.

All oppression creates a state of war.

The time that one gains cannot be accumulated in a storehouse; it is contradictory to want to save up existence, which, the fact is, exists only by being spent and there is a good case for showing that airplanes, machines, the telephone, and the radio do not make men of today happier than those of former times.

Writing is a trade ... which is learned by writing.