I Carry The Bars Within Me.

Every Dog Has Like Me The Impulse To Question, And I Have Like Every Dog The Impulse Not To Answer.

As Gregor Samsa Awoke One Morning From Uneasy Dreams He Found Himself Transformed In His Bed Into A Gigantic Insect.

Art Is For The Artist Is Only Suffering Through Which He Releases Himself For Further Suffering.

Religions Get Lost As People Do.

To Write Prescriptions Is Easy, But To Come To An Understanding With People Is Hard.