To rot under marble or to rot under earth is still to rot. - Denis Diderot

The thought of [our] destruction is like a light in the middle of the night that spreads its flames on the objects it will soon consume. We must get used to contemplating this light, since it announces nothing that has not been prepared by all that comes before; and since death is as natural as life, why should be so afraid of it?

To attempt the destruction of our passions is the height of folly. What a noble aim is that of the zealot who tortures himself like a madman in order to desire nothing, love nothing, feel nothing, and who, if he succeeded, would end up a complete monster!

ولكنه شيء لا يُصدّق أن تشعري بكل هذا البغض لحالةٍ تؤدّين واجباتها بكل هذه بكل هذه السهولة والدقة