If Christianity is pessimistic as to man, it is optimistic as to human destiny. Well, I can say that, pessimistic as to human destiny, I am optimistic as to man.

I would rather not have upset him, but I couldn't see any reason to change my life. Looking back on it, I wasn't unhappy. When I was a student, I had lots of ambitions like that. But when I had to give up my studies I learned very quickly that none of it really mattered.

Accept life, take it as it is? Stupid. The means of doing otherwise? Far from our having to take it, it is life that possesses us and on occasion shuts our mouths.

Happiness too is inevitable.

No code of ethics and no effort are justifiable a priori in the face of the cruel mathematics that command our condition.

One grows out of pity when it's useless.

One dies if necessary, one breaks rather than bending. But I bend, because I continue to love myself.