I Found The Human Heart Empty And

I Confused Things With Their Names: That Is Belief.

Man Can Will Nothing Unless He Has First Understood That He Must Count On No One But Himself; That He Is Alone, Abandoned On Earth In The Midst Of His Infinite Responsibilities, Without Help, With No Other Aim Than The One He Sets Himself, With No Other Destiny Than The One He Forges For Himself On This Earth.

Is There Really Nothing, Nothing Left Of Me?

It Is Enough That One Man Hate Another For Hate To Gain, Little By Little, All Mankind.

All I Can Do Is Make The Best Of What I Am, Become Accustomed To It, Evaluate The Possibilities, And Take Advantage Of Them The Best I Can.