I have loved him too much not to hate
If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
When will the veil be lifted that casts so black a night over the universe? God of Israel, lift at last the gloom: For how long will you be hidden?