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The World Is A Prison In Which Solitary Confinement Is Preferable.

Nothing Is More Horrible Than My Self In The Mirror Of Hysteria. Nothing Is More Vulgar Than My Style In The Hands Of Another. Toimitate Me Is To Punish Me.

I Knew A Man Who Carried His Education In His Vest Pocket Because There Was More Room There Than In His Head.

I Can Say With Pride That I Have Spent Days And Nights Not Reading Anything, And That With Unflagging Energy I Use Every Moment Toacquire Gradually An Encyclopedic Lack Of Education.

One Cleans Someone Else's Threshold Of Consciousness Only If One's Own Home Is Dirty.