Martyrs, cher ami, must choose between being forgotten, mocked, or made use of. As for being understood – never!
Believe me, for certain men at least, not taking what one doesn’t desire is the hardest thing in the world.
At the end of all freedom is a court-sentence; that’s why freedom is too heavy to bear, especially when you’re down with a fever, or are distressed, or love nobody.
Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.