In Oran, As Elsewhere, For Want Of

Ah, Mon Cher, For Anyone Who Is Alone, Without God And Without A Master, The Weight Of Days Is Dreadful.

[liberty] Is A Choreand A Long-distance Race, Quite Solitary, Quite Exhausting.

Imagination Offers People Consolation For What They Cannot Be, And Humor For What They Actually Are.

The World Is Never Quiet, Even Its Silence Eternally Resounds With The Same Notes, In Vibrations Which Escape Our Ears. As For Those That We Perceive, They Carry Sounds To Us, Occasionally A Chord, Never A Melody.

What The World Requires Of The Christians Is That They Should Continue To Be Christians.