Death Is A Scandal. The Machine Is

I Cannot Become Modest; Too Many Things Burn In Me; The Old Solutions Are Falling Apart; Nothing Has Been Done Yet With The New Ones. So I Begin, Everywhere At Once, As If I Had A Century Ahead Of Me.

A Person Often Falls Very Ill In Order To Become Someone Else And Then Returns To Health Much Disappointed.

It Is Always The Enemy Who Started It, Even If He Was Not The First To Speak Out, He Was Certainly Planning It; And If He Was Not Actually Planning It, He Was Thinking Of It; And, If He Was Not Thinking Of It, He Would Have Thought Of It.

Someone Who Always Has To Lie Discovers That Every One Of His Lies Is True

The Self- Explorer, Whether He Wants To Or Not, Becomes The Explorer Of Everything Else. He Learns To See Himself, But Suddenly, Provided He Was Honest, All The Rest Appears, And It Is As Rich As He Was, And, As A Final Crowning, Richer.