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Take our moral philosophers, for instance, so serious, loving
their neighbor and all the rest nothing distinguishes them from Christians, except
that they don t preach in churches. What, in your opinion, keeps them from
becoming converted? Respect perhaps, respect for men; yes, human respect.
[...]
No, it s nothing; I m merely shivering a little in this damned humidity. We re
landing anyway. Here we are. After you. But stay a little, I beg you, and walk
home with me. I haven t finished; I must go on. Continuing is what is hard.
[...]
Nonetheless, the censored one was unable to carry on. And I know, cher, whereof
I speak. There was a time when I didn t at any minute have the slightest
idea how I could reach the next one. Yes, one can wage war in this world, ape
love, torture one s fellow man, or merely say evil of one s neighbor while
knitting. But, in certain cases, carrying on, merely continuing, is superhuman. And he was not superhuman, you can take my word for it. He cried aloud his agony and that s why I love him, my friend who died without knowing.
The unfortunate thing is that he left us alone, to carry on, whatever happens,
even when we are lodged in the little-ease, knowing in turn what he knew, but
incapable of doing what he did and of dying like him.
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