Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth.
Violence is good for those who have nothing to lose.
To love is never just to love since it is also to will to love, and ... to love in spite of oneself, to allow oneself to be overcome by one's love.
Is there really nothing, nothing left of me?
I believe, I desire, that social and economic ills may be remedied.
My pessimism has never been flabby.