I Liked Truffaut A Lot, I've Felt

Old Age Is Like Climbing A Mountain. You Climb From Ledge To Ledge. The Higher You Get, The More Tired And Breathless You Become, But Your Views Become More Extensive.

The Demons Are Innumerable, Arrive At The Most Inappropriate Times And Create Panic And Terror. But I Have Learned That If I Can Master The Negative Forces And Harness Them To My Chariot, Then They Can Work To My Advantage. Lilies Often Grow Out Of Carcasses' Arseholes.

The Individualists Stare Into Each Other's Eyes And Yet Deny The Existence Of Each Other.

Everything Is Worth Precisely As Much As A Belch, The Difference Being That A Belch Is More Satisfying.

It's A Strange Thing That Every Human Being Has A Sort Of Dignity Or Wholeness In Him, And Out Of That Develops Relationships To Other Human Beings, Tensions, Misunderstandings, Tenderness, Coming In Contact, Touching And Being Touched, The Cutting Off Of A Contact And What Happens Then.