God Gives The Nuts, But He Does

The Thornbush Is The Old Obstacle In The Road. It Must Catch Fire If You Want To Go Further.

Isolation Is A Way To Know Ourselves.

I Hate Everything That Does Not Relate To Literature, Conversations Bore Me (even If They Relate To Literature), To Visit People Bores Me, The Sorrows And Joys Of My Relatives Bore Me To The Very Soul. Conversation Takes The Importance, The Seriousness, The Truth, Out Of Everything I Think.

I’m Doing Badly, I’m Doing Well; Whichever You Prefer.

Work As Joy, Inaccessible To The Psychologists.