Once you hear the details of victory, it is hard to distinguish it from a defeat.
You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
Fear? If I have gained anything by damning myself, it is that I no longer have anything to fear.
But I must finally realize that I am subject to these sudden transformations. The thing is that I rarely think; a crowd of small metamorphoses accumulate in me without my noticing it, and then, one fine day, a veritable revolution takes place.
I am a man, Jupiter, and each man must invent his own path.
I wanted pure love: foolishness; to love one another is to hate a common enemy: I will thus espouse your hatred. I wanted Good: nonsense; on this earth and in these times, Good and Bad are inseparable: I accept to be evil in order to become good.