He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.

It's just what people do when they're getting old, when they're sick of themselves and their life; they think of money and take care of themselves.

It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish.

When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die.

Torture is senseless violence, born in fear... torture costs human lives but does not save them. We would almost be too lucky if these crimes were the work of savages: the truth is that torture makes torturers.

When I can't see myself in the mirror, I can't even feel myself, and I begin to wonder if I exist at all.

My pessimism has never been flabby.