We Must Never Say, Even In Fun,

The Art Of Living Is The Art Of Knowing How To Believe Lies. The Fearful Thing About It Is That, Not Knowing What Truth May Be, We Can Still Recognize Lies.

The Cadence Of Suffering Has Begun. Every Evening At Dusk, My Heart Constricts Until Night Has Come.

Great Lovers Will Always Be Unhappy, Because, For Them, Love Is Of Supreme Importance. Consequently They Demand Of Their Beloved The Same Intensity Of Thought As They Have For Her, Otherwise They Feel Betrayed.

You Wait For Nothing If Not For The Word That Will Burst From The Deep Like A Fruit Among Branches.

We Obtain Things When We No Longer Want Them.