My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.

If there were no God, he would have to be invented.

Power is given only to those who dare to lower themselves and pick it up. Only one thing matters, one thing; to be able to dare!

The more incompetent one feels, the more eager he is to fight.

I will put up with any mockery rather than pretend that I am satisfied when I am hungry.

Father monks, why do you fast! Why do you expect reward in heaven for that?...No, saintly monk, you try being virtuous in the world, do good to society, without shutting yourself up in a monastery at other people's expense, and without expecting a reward up aloft for it--you'll find that a bit harder.

I believe the best definition of man is the ungrateful biped.