There Is No Shame In Preferring Happiness.

Marxism Is Not Scientific: At The Best, It Has Scientific Prejudices.

I Have No Friends, I Only Have Accomplices Now. On The Other Hand, My Accomplices Are More Numerous Than My Friends: They Are The Human Race.

What Made Me Run Away Was Doubtless Not So Much The Fear Of Settling Down, But Of Settling Down Permanently In Something Ugly.

Rebellion Cannot Exist Without A Strange Form Of Love.

Yes, I'm Happy, In Human Terms.