Perhaps its inevitable, perhaps one has to choose between being nothing at all and impersonating what one is. - Jean-Paul Sartre

Life is nothing until it is lived; but it is yours to make sense of and the value of it is nothing else but the sense that you choose.

Alors, c'est ça l'enfer. Je n'aurais jamais cru... vous vous rappelez: le soufre, le bûcher, le gril... ah! Quelle plaisanterie. Pas besoin de gril, l'enfer, c'est les autres.

Your crystal? That's silly. Whom do you think you are fooling? Come on, everyone knows that I threw the baby out of the window. The crystal is shattered on earth, and I do not care. I am no longer anything but a skin, and my skin does not belong to you.