I longed to be forgotten in order to be able to complain to myself.

One leader, one people, signifies one master and millions of slaves.

What will be left of the power of example if it is proved that capital punishment has another power, and a very real one, which degrades men to the point of shame, madness, and murder?

Believe me, for certain men at least, not taking what one doesn't desire is the hardest thing in the world.

I know of only one duty, and that is to love.

Conscious of not being able to separate myself from my time, I have decided to become part of it.

In order to exist, man must rebel.