Nothing Is Harder Than To Accept Oneself.

Every Uniform Corrupts One's Character.

All That Remains Is The Mad Desire For Present Identity Through A Woman.

We Know That Every Person Who Is Loved Feels Transformed, Unfolded, And He Unfolds Everything, The Most Intimate As Well As The Most Familiar, To The One Who Loves Him As Well As To Himself.... The Person One Loves Is As Ungraspable As The Universe, As God's Infinite Space, He Is Boundless, Full Of Possibilities, Full Of Secrets.

Technology... The Knack Of So Arranging The World That We Don't Have To Experience It.

It Is Only The Consciousness Of A Nonexistence Which Allows Us To Realize For Moments That We Are Living.