Democracy: a festival of mediocrity.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

The true hero fights and dies in the name of his destiny, and not in the name of a belief.

A marvel that has nothing to offer, democracy is at once a nation's paradise and its tomb.

Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.

Freedom can be manifested only in the void of beliefs, in the absence of axioms, and only where the laws have no more authority than a hypothesis.

To act is to anchor in an imminent future, so imminent it becomes almost tangible; to act is to feel you are consubstantial with that future.