When one has no character, one HAS to apply a method. Here it did wonders incontrovertibly, and I am living on the site of one of the greatest crimes in human history.

I don’t know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it. But I know that I cannot know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it.

Yes, I'm happy, in human terms.

I lived with the only continuity, day to day, of the me-me-me.

What would become of the world if the condemned started to confide their heartaches to the executioners?

Poverty, first of all was never a misfortune for me; it was radiant with sunlight.. I owe it to my family, first of all, who lacked everything and who envied practically nothing.

Those who prefer their principles over their happiness, they refuse to be happy outside the conditions they seem to have attached to their happiness.