How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!

(...) the tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.

I have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.

So, preferring death to capture, I accomplished the most astonishing deeds, and which, more then once, showed me that the too great care we take of our bodies is the only obstacle to the sucess of those projects which require rapid decision, and vigorous and determined execution. In reality, when you have once devoted your life to your enterprises, you are no longer the equal of other men, or, rather, other men are no longer your equals, and whosoever has taken this resolution, feels his strength and resources doubled.

...remember that what has once been done may be done again.

In all times, and all countries especially in those countries which are divided within by religious faith, there are always fanatics who will be well contented to be regarded as martyrs.

...does that not tell you that grief is like life and that there is always somethings unknown beyond it?