But [your crime] will be there, one hundred times denied, always there, dragging itself behind you. Then you will finally know that you have committed your life with one throw of the die, once and for all, and there is nothing you can do but tug our crime along until your death. Such is the law, just and unjust, of repentance. Then we will see what will become of your young pride.

Atheism is a cruel long term business, and I have gone through it to the end.

Is there really nothing, nothing left of me?

It is only in our decisions that we are important.

Why do you keep maintaining your ideas are right if you can't prove them?

I say a murder is abstract. You pull the trigger and after that you do not understand anything that happens.

The more absurd life is, the more insupportable death is.