Where there is no hope, it is incumbent on us to invent it. |
A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing. |
You cannot acquire experience by making experiments. You cannot create experience. You must undergo it |
For centuries the death penalty, often accompanied by barbarous refinements, has been trying to hold crime in check; yet crime persists. |
By definition, a government has no conscience. Sometimes it has a policy, but nothing more. |
Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable. |
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. |
It is always easy to be logical. It is almost impossible to be logical to the bitter end. |
There are crimes of passion and crimes of logic. The boundary between them is not clearly defined. |
A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession. |