Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.

“And for all his life it would be kindness and love that made him cry, never pai…”

“El mundo no puede ofrecer ya nada al hombre angustiado.”

“How could sincerity be a condition of friendship? A liking for the truth at all…”

“What need had I of so many efforts? The soft lines of these hills and the hand …”