Thousands of animals (now billions) are butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. It cries vengeance upon all the human race.

Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day.

You desire a popular art? Begin by having a "people" whose minds are liberated, a people not crushed by misery and ceaseless toil, not brutalized by every superstition and every fanaticism, a people of itself, and victor in the fight that is being waged today.

You are a vain fellow. You want to be a hero. That is why you do such silly things. A hero!... I don't quite know what that is: but, you see, I imagine that a hero is a man who does what he can. The others do not do it.

Everyone, deep down within, carries a small cemetery of those he has loved.

Skepticism, riddling the faith of yesterday, prepared the way for the faith of tomorrow.

To understand everything is to hate nothing.