Handing over a bank note is enough to make a bicycle belong to me, but my entire life is needed to realize this possession.

It is too early to love. We will buy the right to do so by shedding blood.

Lord, you have cursed Cain and Cain’s children: thy will be done. You have allowed men’s hearts to be corrupted, that their intentions be rotten, that their actions putrefy and stink: thy will be done.

I do not understand! I understand nothing! I cannot understand nor do I want to understand! I want to believe! To Believe!

Never have I thought that I was the happy possessor of a "talent;" my sole concern has been to save myself by work and faith.

I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.

There is a universe behind and before him. And the day is approaching when closing the last book on the last shelf on the far left; he will say to himself, "now what?