We Change Ideas Like Neckties.

I Have All The Defects Of Other People Yet Everything They Do Seems To Me Inconceivable.

The More One Has Suffered, The Less One Demands. To Protest Is A Sign One Has Traversed No Hell.

I Was Walking Late One Night Along A Tree-lined Path; A Chestnut Fell At My Feet. The Noise It Made As It Burst, The Resonance It Provoked In Me, And An Upheaval Out Of All Proportion To This Insignificant Event Thrust Me Into Miracle, Into The Rapture Of The Definitive, As If There Were No More Questions-only Answers. I Was Drunk On A Thousand Unexpected Discoveries, None Of Which I Could Make Use Of. ... This Is How I Nearly Reached The Supreme. But Instead I Went On With My Walk.

Try To Be Free: You Will Die Of Hunger.

That History Just Unfolds, Independently Of A Specified Direction, Of A Goal, No One Is Willing To Admit.