There are beings who have the genius alone, they do not know how to retain anyone next to them ... and then there is always a difference in age. The appearance does not matter. Wrinkles appear in the...

ANTIGONE: Tell me the truth! I beg you to tell me the truth! When you think about me, when it strikes you suddenly that I am going to belong to you―do you have the feeling that―that a great empty...

Humans bother you to surround in the family. You need a tête-à-tête with fate and death. And kill your father and sleep with your mother and learn all of this afterwards, greedily, word by word....

You all disgust me with your happiness! With your life that you have to love at all costs. It looks like dogs that lick everything they find. And this little chance for every day, if you are not too...

It is the great weakness of men to project what they have repressed in them - on others.

If we do not behave quite well, it is because we have, to all, a vague little notion of duty at the bottom of our disorder which makes us not have the courage to lead to everything to hurts.

What will my happiness be like? What kind of happy woman will Antigone grow into? What base things will she have to do, day after day, in order to snatch her own little scrap of happiness? Tell me –...

Nothing is true but what is never said.

The garden was still asleep. I caught it unawares. A garden that hasn't yet begun to think about people. Beautiful.

My part is not a heroic one, but I shall play my part.

Yes, I like Hémon. I like a hard and young hemon; A demanding and faithful hemon, like me. But if your life, your happiness must go to him with their wear, if Hémon should no longer fade when I...

Not want to live ... Who got up the first, in the morning, just to feel cold on his bare skin? Who was going to bed the last last when she couldn't get fatigue any more, to live a little bit of the...

The spring is wound up tight. It will uncoil of itself. That is what is so convenient in tragedy. The least little turn of the wrist will do the job . . . The rest is automatic. You don't need to lift...

It's full of arguments, happiness.

To die is nothing. So begins by living. It's less funny and it's longer. { }

Saintliness is also a temptation.

A happy love is full of quarrels, you know.

You disgust me, all of you, with your happiness! With your life that must be loved at all costs. {…} I spit on your idea of life! {…} You are all like dogs that lick everything they smell! {…} I...