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No, Not Rich. I Am A Poor Man With Money, Which Is Not The Same Thing.

I Would Like For My Books To Have Been Recognized Posthumously, At Least In Capitalist Countries, Where They Turn You Into A Kind Of Merchandise.

Love Does Not Die, When Someone Gets Old, People Get Old, Because They Can Not Love Anymore.

The First Of The Line Is Tied To A Tree And The Last Is Being Eaten By The Ants .

If God Hadn't Rested On Sunday, He Would Have Had Time To Finish The World.