Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.

There are places where the mind dies so that a truth which is its very denial may be born.

Friendship is not so simple. It is hard to get and takes a long time, but when one ha it one cannot get rid of it, one has to face it.

Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.

I love life - that’s my real weakness. I love it so much that I am incapable of imagining what is not life.

By definition, a government has no conscience. Sometimes it has a policy, but nothing more.

Once one's up against it, the precise manner of one's death has obviously small importance.