Death will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.

The argument of danger only applies to those who live in relative safety.

Unfortunately the innocent are always involved in any conflict. Always, everywhere, there is some voice crying from a tower.

One's life is more formed, I sometimes think, by books than by human beings: it is out of books one learns about love and pain at second hand.

Sooner or later... one has to take sides. If one is to remain human.

If two people loved, they slept together; it was a mathematical formula, tested and proved by human experience.

Time has its revenges, but revenge seems so often sour. Wouldn’t we all do better not trying to understand, accepting the fact that no human being will ever understand another, not a wife with a husband, nor a parent a child? Perhaps that’s why men have invented God – a being capable of understanding.