…since the order of the world is shaped by death, mightn’t it be better for God if we refuse to believe in Him and struggle with all out might against death, without raising our eyes toward the heaven where he sits in silence?

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Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.

The Fall

Don’t walk in front of me because I may not follow.
Don’t walk behind me because I may not lead.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.

For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.