In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.

What is a novel if not a conviction of our fellow men's existence strong enough to take upon itself a form of imagined life clearer than reality and whose accumulated verisimilitude of selected episodes puts to shame the pride of documentary history.

There is a kind way of assisting our fellow-creatures which is enough to break their hearts while it saves their outer envelope.

The terrorist and the policeman both come from the same basket.

Sometimes it takes all my resolution and power of self-control to refrain from butting my head against the wall. I want to howl and foam at the mouth but I daren't.

But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it had looked within itself and, by heavens I tell you, it had gone mad.

He has to live in the midst of the incomprehensible, which is also detestable.