It Is In The Thick Of Calamity

Only It Takes Time To Be Happy. A Lot Of Time. Happiness, Too, Is A Long Patience.

The End Of Their Passion Consists Of Loving Uselessly At The Moment When It Is Pointless.

Do Not Be Surprised. I Do Not Like Writers And I Cannot Stand Their Lies. They Speak So As Not To Listen To Themselves Speak. If They Did Listen, They Would Know That They Are Nothing And Then They Would No Longer Be Able To Speak.

So All A Man Could Win In The Conflict Between Plague And Life Was Knowledge And Memories.

You Will Never Be Happy If You Continue To Search For What Happiness Consists Of. You Will Never Live If You Are Looking For The Meaning Of Life.