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When Everything Everywhere All at Once said “The only thing I do know is that we have to be kind. Please, be kind, especially when we don’t know what’s going on"
When the Good Place said "Why choose to be good every day when there is no guaranteed reward now or in the afterlife… I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.”
When Jean-Paul Sartre said ”‘Hell is other people’ is only one side of the coin. The other side, which no one seems to mention, is also 'Heaven is each other’. Hell is separateness, uncommunicability, self-centeredness, lust for power, for riches, for fame. Heaven on the other hand is very simple, and very hard: caring about your fellow beings.“
Before you come alive, life is nothing; it 's up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing else but the meaning that you choose.
-Jean-Paul Sartre


— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath | Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit
“Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre

Jean-Paul Sartre, June 21, 1905 – April 15, 1980.
1946 portrait by Cecil Beaton.
Como todo soñador, confundí la decepción con la verdad.
-Jean-Paul Sartre

Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit (tr. by Stuart Gilbert & Lionel Abel), 1947
Never believe that anti-Semites are completely unaware of the absurdity of their replies. 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. The anti-Semites have the right to play. 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.
Jean-Paul Sartre
Never believe that anti-Semites are completely unaware of the absurdity of their replies. 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. The anti-Semites have the right to play. 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.
Jean-Paul Sartre
Never believe that anti-Semites are completely unaware of the absurdity of their replies. 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. The anti-Semites have the right to play. 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.
Jean-Paul Sartre
There were days when you peered into yourself, into the secret places of your heart, and what you saw there made you faint with horror. And then, next day, you didn't know what to make of it, you couldn't interpret the horror you had glimpsed the day before.
Yes, you know what evil costs.
Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit


A cup of existentialism
One always dies too soon–or too late. And yet one's whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are–your life, and nothing else.
Hoederer: ...Why did you drop your other job? Why? Hugo: I believe in discipline. Hoederer: Don't talk so much about discipline. I distrust people who always have that word on their lips. Hugo: I need discipline. Hoederer: Why? Hugo [wearily]: There are too many ideas in my head. I must get rid of them. Hoederer: What sort of ideas? Hugo: "What am I doing here? Am I right to want what I want? Am I really just kidding myself?" Ideas like that. Hoederer [slowly]: And at this moment, your head is full of them? Hugo [uneasily]: No.—No, not at this moment. [A pause.] But they might come back. I have to protect myself. By installing other thoughts in my head. Assignments: "Do this. Go. Stop. Say such and such." I need to obey. To obey, just like that. To eat, sleep, obey.