Happiness Too Is Inevitable.

In The Depths Of Winter, I Finally Learned That Within Me There Lay An Invincible Summer.

People Hasten To Judge In Order Not To Be Judged Themselves.

Men Are Never Convinced Of Your Reasons, Of Your Sincerity, Of The Seriousness Of Your Sufferings, Except By Your Death. So Long As You Are Alive, Your Case Is Doubtful; You Have A Right Only To Their Skepticism.

How Many Crimes Are Permitted Simply Because Their Authors Could Not Endure Being Wrong.

If I Convince Myself That This Life Has No Other Aspect Than That Of The Absurd, If I Feel That Its Whole Equilibrium Depends On That Perpetual Opposition Between My Conscious Revolt And The Darkness In Which It Struggles, If I Admit That My Freedom Has No Meaning Except In Relation To Its Limited Fate, Then I Must Say That What Counts Is Not The Best Living But The Most Living.