You Are Sad Because They Abandon You

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

The Little Things Are What Is Eternal, And The Rest, All The Rest, Is Brevity, Extreme Brevity.

No One Is A Light Unto Himself, Not Even The Sun.

Man, When He Is Merely What He Seems To Be, Is Almost Nothing.

Not Using Faults Does Not Mean That One Does Not Have Them.