For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering

Death means nothing to men like me. It's the event that proves them right.

It is always easy to be logical. It is almost impossible to be logical to the bitter end.

In Italian museums are sometimes found little painted screens that the priest used to hold in front of the face of condemned men to hide the scaffold from them.

how hard it must be to live only with what one knows and what one remembers, cut off from what one hopes for!

For ever, I shall be a stranger to myself.

Beginning to think is beginning to be undermined. Society has but little connection with such beginnings. The worm is in man's heart. That is where it must be sought. One must follow and understand this fatal game that leads from lucidity in the face of existence to flight from light.