Out of the mountain of despair, a stone of hope.

In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.

Seven years ago I was an interesting person. Now I am a corpse. Yes, madam, I am finished. My star has fallen. I work and I try, yet know that all is but a farce ... I await the end of the tragedy and - strangely detached from everything - I do not feel any more an actor. I feel I am the last of spectators.

He that would enjoy life and act with freedom must have the work of the day continually before his eyes. Not yesterday's work, lest he fall into despair, nor tomorrow's, lest he become a visionary, nor that which ends with the day, which is a worldly work, nor yet that only which remains to eternity, for by it he cannot shape his actions.

We stand with the Venezuelan people in their noble quest for freedom-and we condemn the brutality of the Maduro regime, whose socialist policies have turned that nation from being the wealthiest in South America into a state of abject poverty and despair.