Freedom Can Be Manifested Only In The

Democracy: A Festival Of Mediocrity.

If We Could See Ourselves As Others See Us, We Would Vanish On The Spot.

No One Can Enjoy Freedom Without Trembling.

The Curtain Of The Universe Is Moth-eaten, And Through Its Holes We See Nothing Now But Mask And Ghost.

The Premonition Of Madness Is Complicated By The Fear Of Lucidity In Madness, The Fear Of The Moments Of Return And Reunion... One Would Welcome Chaos If One Were Not Afraid Of Lights In It.