Our civilization survives in the complacency of cowardly or malignant minds -- a sacrifice to the vanity of aging adolescents

One plays at being immortal and after a few weeks one doesn't even know whether or not one can hang on till the next day.

The world I live in is loathsome to me, but I feel one with the men who suffer in it

The truth is that nothing is less sensational than pestilence, and by reason of their very duration great misfortunes are monotonous.

This absurd, godless world is, then, peopled with men who think clearly and have ceased to hope. And I have not yet spoken of the most absurd character, who is the creator.

... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.

As for Hitler, his professed religion unhesitatingly juxtaposed the God-Providence and Valhalla. Actually his god was an argument at a political meeting and a manner of reaching an impressive climax at the end of speeches.