People Are Machines Of Forgetfulness

Whatever Our Ignorance Left To Itself, And Whatever The Wounds That Other Human Beings Are, We Ought To Study Ourselves With A Sort Of Devotion.

I Believe That Around Us There Is Only One Word On All Sides, One Immense Word Which Reveals Our Solitude And Extinguishes Our Radiance: Nothing! I Believe That That Word Does Not Point To Our Insignificance Or Our Unhappiness, But On The Contrary To Our Fulfillment And Our Divinity, Since Everything Is In Ourselves.

I Believe, In Spite Of All, In Truth's Victory. I Believe In The Momentous Value, Hereafter Inviolable, Of Those Few Truly Fraternal Men In All The Countries Of The World, Who, In The Oscillation Of National Egoisms Let Loose, Stand Up And Stand Out, Steadfast As The Glorious Statues Of Right And Duty.

Two Armies That Fight Each Other Is Like One Large Army That Commits Suicide.

There Is No Hell, No Inferno Except The Frenzy Of Living.