I Was Born Poor And Without Religion,

The Reasoning Is Classic In Its Clarity. If God Does Not Exist, Kirilov Is God. If God Does Not Exist, Kirilov Must Kill Himself. Kirilov Must Therefore Kill Himself To Become God. That Logic Is Absurd, But It Is What Is Needed.

The End Of Their Passion Consists Of Loving Uselessly At The Moment When It Is Pointless.

Without Work All Life Goes Rotten.

Empires And Churches Are Born Under The Sun Of Death.

In A Universe Suddenly Divested Of Illusion And Lights, Man Feels An Alien, A Stranger. His Exile Is Without Remedy Since He Is Deprived Of The Memory Of A Lost Home Or The Hope Of A Promised Land.