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What I like about my madness is that it has safeguarded me, from the very first, against the blandishments of "the elite": I have never seen myself as the happy owner of a "talent": my one concern was to save myself--nothing in my hands, nothing in my pockets--through work and faith. Now at last my unadulterated choice did not set me up above anyone: with neither tools nor equipment, I gave my entire self to the task of saving my entire self. If I put away Salvation among the stage properties as impossible, what is left? A whole man, made of all men, worth all of them, and any one of them worth him.

                                                                                Jean-Paul Sartre