Man is nothing else but what he purposes, he exists only in so far as he realizes himself, he is therefore nothing else but the sum of his actions, nothing else but what his life is.

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?

A lost battle is a battle one thinks one has lost.

You are -- your life, and nothing else.

With a little luck that epoch may arrive. I am on the side of those who think that things will go better when the world has changed.

Besides one should not believe that the people only want reading that is easy to absorb.

Every human endeavor, however singular it seems, involves the whole human race.