The workman of today works every day in his life at the same tasks, and this fate is no less absurd. But it is tragic only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious.

And then came human beings; humans wanted to cling but there was nothing to cling to.

From the evening breeze to this hand on my shoulder, everything has its truth.

Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible.

The principle can be established that for a man who does not cheat what he believes to be true must determine his actions.

Rebellion, in man, is the refusal to be treated as an object and to be reduced to simple historical terms. It is the affirmation of a nature common to all men, which eludes the world of power.