The More I Accuse Myself,

As Soon As One Does Not Kill Oneself, One Must Keep Silent About Life.

I Have The Loftiest Idea, And The Most Passionate One, Of Art. Much Too Lofty To Agree To Subject It To Anything. Much Too Passionate To Want To Divorce It From Anything.

How Hard It Is, How Bitter It Is To Become A Man!

It Is Natural To Give A Clear View Of The World After Accepting The Idea That It Must Be Clear.

The Struggle To Reach The Top Is Itself Enough To Fulfill The Heart Of Man. One Must Believe That Sisyphus Is Happy.