No excuses ever, for anyone; that is my principle at the outset. I deny the good intention, the respectable mistake, the indiscretion, the extenuating circumstance. With me there is no giving of absolution or blessing.

In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have that consolation, and our worst agonies come to an end one day.

We must stitch up what has been torn apart, render justice imaginable in the world which is so obviously unjust, make happiness meaningful for nations poisoned by the misery of this century. Naturally, it is a superhuman task. But tasks are called superhuman when men take a long time to complete them, that is all.

They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love.

The laws of nature may be operative up to a certain limit, beyond which they turn against themselves to give birth to the absurd.

We have to live and let live in order to create what we are.

Where would his torture be, indeed, if at every step the hope of succeeding upheld him?