āThe soul of a murderer is blindā
āIn the light, the earth remains our first and our last love. Our brothers are breathing under the same sky as we; justice is a living thing. Now is born that strange joy which helps one live and die, and which we shall never again postpone to a later time.ā
āMetaphysical rebellion is a claim, motivated by the concept of a complete unity, against the suffering of life and death and a protest against the human condition both for its incompleteness, thanks to death, and its wastefulness, thanks to evil.ā
āIf absolute truth belongs to anyone in this world, it certainly does not belong to the man or party that claims to possess it.ā
āThe desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.ā
ā... there are two types of happiness and I have chosen that of the murderers. For I am happy. There was a time when I thought I had reached the limit of distress. Beyond that limit, there is a sterile and magnificent happiness.ā
āTremble, thou wretch,That hast within thee undivulged crimesUnwhipped of justice.ā
āGlory grows guilty of detested crimes.ā
āMy conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty!, guilty!ā