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Consciences keep silence more often than they should, that's why laws were created.

Perhaps only in a world of the blind will things be what they truly are.

If I'm sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?

The distribution of tasks among the various employees follows a simple rule, which is that the duty of the members of each category is to do as much work as they possibly can, so that only a small part of that work need be passed to the category above. This means that the clerks are obliged to work without cease from morning to night, whereas the senior clerks do so only now and then, the deputies very rarely, and the Registrar almost never.

This is the stuff we're made of, half indifference and half malice.

That it’s possible not to see a lie even when it’s in front of us.

[...], old photographs are very deceiving, they give us the illusion that we are alive in them, and it's not true, the person we are looking at no longer exists, and if that person could see us, he or she would not recognise him or herself in us, Who's that looking at me so sadly, he or she would say.

[...] the skin is only what we want others to see of us, underneath it not even we know who we are, [...]

The difficult thing isn't living with other people, it's understanding them.

Blindness is a private matter between a person and the eyes with which he or she was born.

[...], indeed nothing so tires a person as having to struggle, not with himself, but with an abstraction.

So often we need a whole lifetime in order to change our life, we think a great deal, weigh things up and vacillate, then we go back to the beginning, we think and think, we displace ourselves on the tracks of time with a circular movement, like those clouds of dust, dead leaves, debris, that have no strength for anything more, better by far that we should live in a land of hurricanes.