Ben era il sentimento dell’esilio quel vuoto che portavamo costantemente in noi, quella precisa emozione, il desiderio irragionevole di tornare indietro o invece di affrettare il cammino del tempo, queste due ardenti frecce della memoria.

Insurrection is certainly not the sum total of human experience

This is the way the region was, cruel to live in, even without men--who didn't help matters either. But Daru had been born here. Everywhere else, he felt exiled.

Ljudi teže ka jasnoći i smislu u svijetu koji ne nudi nijedno od to dvoje.

Uno se forma siempre ideas exageradas de lo que no conoce.

Admittedly the number of dead from one day to the next was not rising. But it seemed that the plague had settled comfortably into its peak and was carrying out its daily murders with the precision and regularity of a good civil servant.

... but he could not believe that the plague might really get a hold of a town where you could still find humble civil servants who devoted their free moments to honourable obsessions. More exactly, he could not imagine how such obsessions fitted into the context of the plague, and so concluded that, in practical terms, the plague had no future among the people of our town.

I’ve a very different idea of love. And until my dying I refuse to love a scheme of things in which children are put to torture” The Plague

So all a man could win in the conflict between plague and life was knowledge and memories.

To a man devoid of blinders, there is no finer sight than that of the intelligence at grips with a reality that transcends it. ...That discipline that the mind imposes on itself, that will conjured up out of nothing, that face-to-face struggle have something exceptional about them. ...I understand then why the doctrines that explain everything to me also debilitate me at the same time. They relieve me of the weight of my own life, and yet I must carry it alone.