Utopia is a mixture of childish rationalism and secularized angelism.
Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.
What every man who loves his country hopes for in his inmost heart: the suppression of half his compatriots.
The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.
Old age, after all, is merely the punishment for having lived.
Not to be born is undoubtedly the best plan of all. Unfortunately, it is within no one's reach.