I cannot be sure that, after my death, fellow-fighters will carry on my work to bring it to its maximum perfect. Tomorrow, after my death, some men may decide to set up Fascism, and the others may be cowardly and muddled enough to let them do it. Fascism will be the human reality, so much the worse for us.
Actually, things will be as man decided they are to be. Does that mean I should abandon myself to quietism? No.
I completely forgot about this passage.
As we appear to live in Sartre's post-death fascist future, I hope someone will find comfort in his thoughts on the matter.