"Hell is other people."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit: A Play in One Act)

"Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.
It is up to you to give [life] a meaning."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"When the rich wage war it's the poor who die."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Everything has been figured out, except how to live."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"We are our choices."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"It is therefore senseless to think of complaining since nothing foreign has decided what we feel, what we live, or what we are."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (Being and Nothingness)

"Freedom is what we do with what is done to us."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Words are loaded pistols."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Life begins on the other side of despair."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Man can will nothing 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."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Man is what he wills himself to be."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"You are -- your life, and nothing else."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit: A Play in One Act)

"Like all dreamers I confuse disenchantment with truth."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"That God does not exist, I cannot deny, That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"l'enfer, c'est les autres"
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"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."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (Nausea)

"انسان خلاصه ای از آنچه داشته نیست بلکه خلاصه ای است از آنچه هنوز به آن نرسیده خلاصه ای از آنچه میتواند داشته باشد"
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"In love, one and one are one."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the "burning marl." Old wives' tales!There's no need for red-hot pokers. HELL IS--OTHER PEOPLE!"
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit: A Play in One Act)

"Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Better a good journalist than a poor assassin."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not 'one thing in my life' - not even the most important - because my life no longer belongs to me because...you are always me."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Ha! to forget. How childish! 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."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit and Three Other Plays)

"Existence is prior to essence."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"This is what I thought: for the most banal even to become an adventure, you must (and this is enough) begin to recount it. This is what fools people: a man is always a teller of tales, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his own life as if he were telling a story.
But you have to choose: live or tell."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (Nausea)

"Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"از همه اندوهگین تر کسی است که از همه بیشتر می خندد"
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"It is only in our decisions that we are important."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"L'enfer c'est les autres."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Man is not the sum of what he has already, but rather the sum of what he does not yet have, of what he could have.
"
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"I said to myself, 'I want to die decently'."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (The Wall)

"من وجود مملکتی را که منکر من است انکار خواهم کرد
(گوشه نشینان آلتونا)"
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"There is a universe behind and before him. And the day is approaching when closing the last book on the last shelf on the far left; he will say to himself, "now what?"
— Jean-Paul Sartre (Nausea: The Wall and Other Stories)

"Man is condemned to be free. Condemned because he did not create himself, yet is nevertheless at liberty, and from the moment he is thrown into this world he is responsible for everything he does."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"As for me, I am mean: that means that I need the suffering of others to exist. A flame. A flame in their hearts. When I am all alone, I am extinguished."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit: A Play in One Act)

"Hell is other people."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (No Exit: A Play in One Act)

"A real panic took hold of me. I didn't know where I was going. I ran along the docks, turned into the deserted streets in the Beauvoisis district; the houses watched my flight with their mournful eyes. I repeated with anguish: Where shall I go? where shall I go? Anything can happen. Sometimes, my heart pounding, I made a sudden right about turn: what was happening behind my back? Maybe it would start behind me and when I would turn around, suddenly, it would be too late. As long as I could stare at things nothing would happen: I looked at them as much as I could, pavements, houses, gaslights; my eyes went rapidly from one to the other, to catch them unawares, stop them in the midst of their metamorphosis. They didn't look too natural, but I told myself forcibly: this is a gaslight, this is a drinking fountain, and I tried to reduce them to their everyday aspect by the power of my gaze. Several times I came across barriers in my path: the Cafe des Bretons, the Bar de la Marine. I stopped, hesitated in front of their pink net curtains: perhaps these snug places had been spared, perhaps they still held a bit of yesterday's world, isolated, forgotten. But I would have to push the door open and enter. I didn't dare; I went on. Doors of houses frightened me especially. I was afraid they would open of themselves. I ended by walking in the middle of the street.
I suddenly came out on the Quai des Bassins du Nord. Fishing smacks and small yachts. I put my foot on a ring set in the stone. Here, far from houses, far from doors, I would have a moment of respite. A cork was floating on the calm, black speckled water.
"And under the water? You haven't thought what could be under the water."
A monster? A giant carapace? sunk in the mud? A dozen pairs of claws or fins labouring slowly in the slime. The monster rises. At the bottom of the water. I went nearer, watching every eddy and undulation. The cork stayed immobile among the black spots."
— Jean-Paul Sartre (Nausea)

"The aim of language...is to communicate...to impart to others the results one has obtained...As I talk, I reveal the situation...I reveal it to myself and to others in order to change it."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

""If I became a philosopher, if I have so keenly sought this fame for which I'm still waiting, it's all been to seduce women basically.""
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart, the gods are powerless against him."
— Jean-Paul Sartre

"'All I want is' - and he uttered the final words through clenched teeth and with a sort of shame - 'to retain my freedom.'

'I should myself have thought,' said Jacques, 'that freedom consisted in frankly confronting situations into which one had deliberately entered, and accepting all one's responsibilities. But that, no doubt, is not your view.'"
— Jean-Paul Sartre (The Age of Reason: A Novel)