In het echte scheppen der kunst voltooit en vereeuwigt zich het verzet, niet in kritisch commentaar.
After all, every murderer when he kills runs the risk of the most dreadful of deaths, whereas those who kill him risk nothing except promotion.
I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.
One finds many injustices in the world, but there is one that is never mentioned, climate.
Galileo, who held a scientific truth of great importance, abjured it with the greatest ease as soon as it endangered his life. In a certain sense, he did right. That truth was not worth the stake. Whether the earth or the sun revolves around the other is a matter of profound indifference. To tell the truth, it is a futile question.
Why indeed should we carry on and why should we return? Our cup runneth over, and a mute, invincible madness rocks us to sleep. A day comes like this which draws everything to a close; we must then let ourselves sink, like those who swim until exhausted. What do we accomplish?
There was the same dazzling red glare. The sea gasped for air with each shallow, stifled wave that broke on the sand. ...with every blade of light that flashed off the sand, from a bleached shell or a peice of broken glass, my jaws tightened. I walked for a long time.
It's a kind of spiritual snobbery that makes people think they can be happy without money.
It is forbidden to spit on cats in plague-time.