A Distant Enemy Is Always Preferable To

We Have Lost, Being Born, As Much As We Shall Lose Dying: Everything!

The Aphorism Is Cultivated Only By Those Who Have Known Fear In The Midst Of Words, That Fear Of Collapsing With All The Words.

We Inhabit A Language Rather Than A Country.

The Only Way Of Enduring One Disaster After The Next Is To Love The Very Idea Of Disaster: If We Succeed, There Are No Further Surprises, We Are Superior To Whatever Occurs, We Are Invincible Victims.

We Are Born To Exist, Not To Know, To Be, Not To Assert Ourselves.