If those whom we begin to love could know us as we were before meeting them they could perceive what they have made of us.

In the light, the earth remains our first and our last love. Our brothers are breathing under the same sky as we; justice is a living thing. Now is born that strange joy which helps one live and die, and which we shall never again postpone to a later time.

After a short silence the doctor raised himself a little in his chair and asked if Tarrou had an idea of the path to follow for attaining peace. "Yes, he replied. "The path of sympathy.

Crime too is a form of solitude, even if one thousand get together to commit it. And it is right for me to die alone, after having lived and killed alone.

There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change.

Only it takes time to be happy. A lot of time. Happiness, too, is a long patience.

Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.