What never vary are the necessities of being in the world, of having to labor and to die there.

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

What then did you expect when you unbound the gag that muted those black mouths? That they would chant your praises? Did you think that when those heads that our fathers had forcibly bowed down to the ground were raised again, you would find adoration in their eyes?

I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.

Therefore, in the nature of this will for freedom, which freedom itself implies, I may pass judgement on those who seek to hide from themselves the complete arbitrariness and the complete freedom of their existence.

My pessimism has never been flabby.

I have seen children dying of hunger. Over against a dying child La Nausee cannot act as a counterweight.