The Coward Makes Himself Cowardly, The Hero

I Will Take It All: Tongs, Molten Lead, Prongs, Garrotes, All That Burns, All That Tears, I Want To Truly Suffer. Better One Hundred Bites, Better The Whip, Vitriol, Than This Suffering In The Head, This Ghost Of Suffering Which Grazes And Caresses And Never Hurts Enough.

To Choose This Or That Is To Affirm At The Same Time The Value Of What We Choose, Because We Can Never Choose Evil. We Always Choose The Good, And Nothing Can Be Good For Us Without Being Good For All.

Our Responsibility Is Much Greater Than We Might Have Supposed, Because It Involves All Mankind.

Man Can Will Nothing Unless He Has First Understood That He Must Count On No One But Himself.

I Am Neither Virgin Nor Priest Enough To Play With The Inner Life.