But what does it mean, the plague? It's life, that's all.
I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world.
I don't want to be a genius-I have enough problems just trying to be a man.
But who would dare condemn me in this world with no judges, where no one is innocent!
... unhappiness is like marriage. We believe we chose it, but then it is choosing us. That is how it is, we can do nothing about it.
What did it matter if he existed for two or for twenty years? Happiness was the fact that he had existed.