It's Just What People Do

We Only Become What We Are By The Radical And Deep-seated Refusal Of That Which Others Have Made Of Us.

To Keep Hope Alive One Must, In Spite Of All Mistakes, Horrors, And Crimes, Recognize The Obvious Superiority Of The Socialist Camp.

Ah! How I Hate The Crimes Of The New Generation: They Are Dry And Sterile As Darnel.

I Considered Calmly That I Was Born To Write.

I Do Not Feel That I Am The Product Of Chance, A Speck Of Dust In The Universe, But Someone Who Was Expected, Prepared, Prefigured. In Short, A Being Whom Only A Creator Could Put Here; And This Idea Of A Creating Hand Refers To God.