Commitment Is An Act, Not A Word.

It Is Certain That We Cannot Escape Anguish, For We Are Anguish.

No Finite Point Has Meaning Without An Infinite Reference Point.

In The State I Was In, If Someone Had Come And Told Me I Could Go Home Quietly, That They Would Leave Me My Life Whole, It Would Have Left Me Cold: Several Hours Or Several Years Of Waiting Is All The Same When You Have Lost The Illusion Of Being Eternal.

What Is Not Possible Is Not To Choose.

Smooth And Smiling Faces Everywhere, But Ruin In Their Eyes.