When you understand that you will die to-morrow, if not to-day, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So one goes on living, amusing oneself with hunting, with work - anything so as not think of death

For a few seconds they looked silently into each other's eyes, and the distant and impossible suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable.

So he lived, not knowing and not seeing any chance of knowing what he was and for what purpose he had been placed in the word.

Like all mad men, I thought everyone was mad except myself.

Man is meant for happiness and this happiness is in him, in the satisfaction of the daily needs of his existence.

Man lives consciously for himself, but is an unconscious instrument in the attainment of the historic, universal, aims of humanity.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.