The absurd is essentially a divorce. It lies in neither of the elements compared; it is born of their confrontation.
There are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for.
...Any authentic creation is a gift to the future.
Although it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.
Liberty is dangerous.
Once in the midst of a seemingly endless winter, I discovered within myself an invincible spring.