Art, At Least, Teaches Us That Man

Without Work All Life Goes Rotten.

Proof Is Never Definitive, After All; One Has To Begin Again With Each New Person.

But In The End One Needs More Courage To Live Than To Kill Himself.

Gilbert Jonas, Painter, Believed In His Star.... His Own Faith Was Not, However, Without Its Virtues Because It Consisted In Admitting, In Some Obscure Way, That He Would Obtain Many Things Without Deserving Them.

Murder Is Terribly Exhausting.