Buffoons, Buffoons! One Can Play Any Tune

Life Is Little More Than A Loan Shark: It Exacts A Very High Rate Of Interest For The Few Pleasures It Concedes

Personally, I Don't Give A Rap For Documents; For The Truth In My Eyes Is Not In Them But In The Mind.

Women Are Like Dreams, They Are Never The Way You Would Like To Have Them.

We All Have A World Of Things Inside Ourselves And Each One Of Us Has His Own Private World. How Can We Understand Each Other If The Words I Use Have The Sense And The Value That I Expect Them To Have, But Whoever Is Listening To Me Inevitably Thinks That Those Same Words Have A Different Sense And Value, Because Of The Private World He Has Inside Himself, Too.

Our Spirits Have Their Own Private Way Of Understanding Each Other, Of Becoming Intimate, While Our External Persons Are Still Trapped In The Commerce Of Ordinary Words, In The Slavery Of Social Rules. Souls Have Their Own Needs And Their Own Ambitions, Which The Body Ignores When It Sees That It's Impossible To Satisfy Them Or Achieve Them.