Death is a softer thing by far than tyranny.

In those days I learned that nothing is more frightening than a hero who lives to tell his story$$$ to tell what all those who fell at his side will never be able to tell.

You're not to be so blind with patriotism that you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong$$$ no matter who does it or says it.

Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man$$$ you take it.

They may be convenient slaves$$$ but slavery will have its constant effect$$$ degrading the master and the abject dependent.

Dull people filled him with terror.

We are asleep. Our life is a dream. But we wake up sometimes$$$ just enough to know that we are dreaming.

In the world everything is as it is and happens as it does happen. In it$$$ there is no value — and if there were$$$ it would be of no value.

Which is worse? Killing with hate or killing without hate?

I did not deny God's existence$$$ but I doubted his absolute justice.