There Is No Perfection Only Life

Eroticism Is Like A Dance: One Always Leads The Other.

He Was No Longer Quite Sure Whether Anything He Had Ever Thought Or Felt Was Truly His Own Property, Or Whether His Thoughts Were Merely A Common Part Of The World’s Store Of Ideas Which Had Always Existed Ready-made And Which People Only Borrowed, Like Books From A Library.

I Have To Lie, If I Don't Want To Take Madmen Seriously And Become A Madman Myself

The River Flowed From Century To Century, And Human Affairs Play Themselves Out On Its Banks. Play Themselves Out To Be Forgotten The Next Day, While The River Flows On.

Yes, It's Crazy. Love Is Either Crazy Or It's Nothing At All.