I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.

When she is alone in the rooms I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking.

That God does not exist, I cannot deny, That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget.

I committed the first crime by creating men as mortals. After that, what more could you do, you the murderers? Come on; they already had death in them: at most you simply hastened things a little.

This is the basis for the joy of love when there is joy; we feel that our existence is justified.

I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where ? To this very moment.

I hate victims who respect their executioners.