The Spontaneity Of Slaps Is Sincerity, Whereas

Murderers, In General, Are People Who Are Consistent, People Who Are Obsessed With One Idea And Nothing Else.

Thought Itself Needs Words. It Runs On Them Like A Long Wire. And If It Loses The Habit Of Words, Little By Little It Becomes Shapeless, Somber.

To Believe In God Is To Know That All The Rules Will Be Fair, And That There Will Be Wonderful Surprises.

A Vague Uneasiness: The Police. It's Like When You Suddenly Understand You Have To Undress In Front Of The Doctor.

Every Tiny Part Of Us Cries Out Against The Idea Of Dying, And Hopes To Live Forever.