Good-bye... why am I hemorrhaging ?

And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.

And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.

Only the solitary seek the truth, and they break with all those who don't love it sufficiently

Everything established, settled, everything to do with home and order and the common ground, has crumbled into dust and has been swept away in the general upheaval and reorganization of the whole of society. The whole human way of life has been destroyed and ruined. All that's left is the bare, shivering human soul, stripped to the last shred, the naked force of the human psyche for which nothing has changed because it was always cold and shivering and reaching out to its nearest neighbor, as cold and lonely as itself.

It is no longer possible for lyric poetry to express the immensity of our experience. Life has grown too cumbersome, too complicated. We have acquired values which are best expressed in prose.

As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.