What makes mankind tragic is not that they are the victims of nature, it is that they are conscious of it. - Joseph Conrad

His very existence was improbable, inexplicable, and altogether bewildering. He was an insoluble problem. It was inconceivable how he had existed, how he had succeeded in getting so far, how he had managed to remain — why he did not instantly disappear.

The imbecile bourgeoisie of this country make themselves the accomplices of the very people whose aim is to drive them out of their houses to starve in ditches. And they have the political power still, if they only had the sense to use it for their preservation.

Action is consolatory. It is the enemy of thought and the friend of flattering illusions.