Liberty Is Dangerous.

They Came To Know The Incorrigible Sorrow Of All Prisoners And Exiles, Which Is To Live In Company With A Memory That Serves No Purpose.

The Laws Of Nature May Be Operative Up To A Certain Limit, Beyond Which They Turn Against Themselves To Give Birth To The Absurd.

Every Authentic Work Of Art Is A Gift Offered To The Future.

There Is A Terrible Emptiness In Me, An Indifference That Hurts.

Every Rebellion Implies Some Kind Of Unity.