Happiness is not everything and men have their duties. Mine is to find my mother, a homeland

All that remains is a fate whose outcome alone is fatal. Outside of that single fatality of death, everything, joy or happiness, is liberty. A world remains of which man is the sole master. What bound him was the illusion of another world.

But it's not easy. I've been thinking it over for years. While we loved each other we didn't need words to make ourselves understood. But people don't love forever. A time came when I should have found the words to keep her with me, only I couldn't.

If absolute truth belongs to anyone in this world, it certainly does not belong to the man or party that claims to possess it.

There are means that cannot be excused. And I should like to be able to love my country and still love justice. I don't want just any greatness for it, particularly a greatness born of blood and falsehood. I want to keep it alive by keeping justice alive.

I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.

I draw from the Absurd three consequences: my revolt, my liberty, my passion.