Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.
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Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.
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The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
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For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
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A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession.
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