He Would Like To Start From Scratch.

Slumbering In Every Human Being Lies An Infinity Of Possibilities, Which One Must Not Arouse In Vain. For It Is Terrible When The Whole Man Resonates With Echoes And Echoes, None Becoming A Real Voice.

Almost Kien Was Tempted To Believe In Happiness, That Contemptible Life-goal Of Illiterates. If It Came Of Itself, Without Being Hunted For, If You Did Not Hold It Fast By Force And Treated It With A Certain Condescension, It Was Permissible To Endure Its Presence For A Few Days

Beauty Always Has Something Remote.

He Would Like To Start From Scratch. Where Is Scratch?

You Have But To Know An Object By Its Proper Name For It To Lose Its Dangerous Magic.