Democracy Is Not The Law Of The

So All A Man Could Win In The Conflict Between Plague And Life Was Knowledge And Memories.

An Achievement Is A Bondage. It Obliges One To A Higher Achievement.

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That's The Way Man Is, Cher Monsieur. He Has Two Faces: He Can't Love Without Self-love.

This Very Heart Which Is Mine Will Forever Remain Indefinable To Me. Between The Certainty I Have Of My Existence And The Content I Try To Give To That Assurance, The Gap Will Never Be Filled. Forever I Shall Be A Stranger To Myself.